It makes me so hot to know you are cold and alone somewhere, desperate for affection. But who would ever love a man like you. You and your pathetic excuse for a penis. Something that small is useless, no wonder you’re alone. I swear, even when I look I look at that shriveled maggot-dick of yours, it shrinks even more. I can’t help but laugh at your miserable little dick when you try to get hard. No one will love a man with your flaccid confidence. Your invisible to the world just like your teeny dick. No one wants you, no one knows you, no one wants to know you, you are nothing and it brings me great joy to know you will d.ie alone.