A Story About Two Different Lives to Live

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Hey.
 
I gotcha. I wanna. Really bad. But. but but but but WE CAN'T BE WILD WITH OFFSPRING IN TOW.
 
Follow my logic here:
 
What do you want to do with your day?
 
Do you want to spend it with an adult, a child/children, or another adult and children.
 
If you answered B or C you're too weird for me. I wanna make the thing(s)! I just don't wanna hang out with it/them. AT ALL. EVER. I DON'T WANT THEM ANYWHERE NEAR THE... Rebel.
 
The amount of fun, adventure, and whatever comes our way, we will have, you don't quite get. Cause I tell you how I'm James Bond but only when we're together will you get what that means.
 
MEANS WE CAN DO ANYTHING WE WANT. 
 
And what I, sorry, do not want to do, is baby sit. 
 
*****
 
The urge to make one or a billion I got. So the urge to make you got about 9,000,000 times more, since my making is about five minutes worth. While your making is nine months worth.
 
Therefore I dig. And since we are both wired up real close I know why you're raring to go.
 
BUT IT'S A DISASTER.
 
It's a life disaster.
 
When we were small, people did stuff for us.
 
I want to do stuff for You. But not for a little kid. Mlle Tornado. Let me be frank.
 
If you want children never, talk to me. Really. Sorry. Because I want you to live forever. With me. And I want us to have so much fun we have to come up with a new word. And I want all your attention.
 
There I said it.
 
I, want your attention. I refuse, militantly and really, to share you with another. And I damn sure don't want another coming through from inside or out.
 
Guaranteed relationship ender.