right! this would be me. me and my fair skinned, blush needin' ass.
but in my defense, this was taken just after i got home the other nite. so......
this picture brought to you by the letters M and C, and by our sponsor, and my west coast twin, chris taylor
so kristopher called me tonite. didn't answer the phone. little upset about his treating me like some fuckin' little whore groupie.
he wants to treat me like that......?
i got something for him.
we'll see what he feels like when i'm done with him.
....................
just trying to figure out what exactly to say to him. what's consise, cutting, but not necessarily permanently damaging?
hmmmm.........
i know what yer thinkin. it's only gonna hurt me more, because obviously i care more otherwise i wouldn't go through the trouble. but what you don't realise is that he is sensitive underneath all that self-preservation bullshit. (pussy madness i call it)----not pussy like twat, but pussy like no balls-havin' motherfucker.
angry much?
lol
see, what he doesn't know i know is that he's afraid of me. he's afraid of the intensity of my emotions, my feelings, my convictions, my devotion.
like my step-dad used to tell me when i was little, "you better stop that crying or i'll give you something to cry about!"
but in my defense, this was taken just after i got home the other nite. so......
this picture brought to you by the letters M and C, and by our sponsor, and my west coast twin, chris taylor
so kristopher called me tonite. didn't answer the phone. little upset about his treating me like some fuckin' little whore groupie.
he wants to treat me like that......?
i got something for him.
we'll see what he feels like when i'm done with him.
....................
just trying to figure out what exactly to say to him. what's consise, cutting, but not necessarily permanently damaging?
hmmmm.........
i know what yer thinkin. it's only gonna hurt me more, because obviously i care more otherwise i wouldn't go through the trouble. but what you don't realise is that he is sensitive underneath all that self-preservation bullshit. (pussy madness i call it)----not pussy like twat, but pussy like no balls-havin' motherfucker.
angry much?
lol
see, what he doesn't know i know is that he's afraid of me. he's afraid of the intensity of my emotions, my feelings, my convictions, my devotion.
like my step-dad used to tell me when i was little, "you better stop that crying or i'll give you something to cry about!"
I'm outta here to find some-kind-a trouble... Almost anything will do today.