KARAOKE & TITS
Youre gonna miss me motherfucker..you know you willyour regrets wont give you comfort and you will see how much your bet cost you..in the middle of the morning in an ugly motel room, I sit awake, alone and in tears with the last shreds on decency that my meager credit was only able to afford..how the fuck did it come to this?....and as I sit hereI think about all that happened earlierthe girls in the front..the curvy.chubby onewith the big perky tits..the one who came in second place behind the one with the drab smile, lack of sexual energy,as fucking dead and cold like a bland sugar pop fucking Britney songSo you seethis girlshe came in first..got a $50 gift certificate to use at this dive Karaoke bar.the girl with the killer absand the plastic tits.FUCKeven in the real world .there is no room for true sexuality..yeah..I would have given it to the girl with the bigger behindthe one who could loose say25lbsbut she shouldnt causethat is what makes her oooozzeeethe one with the fucking sexual energy to make me want to .wellyou know the rest I suppose.so in this roommy fucking life has crashed all around meWHAT THE FUCK am I doing here? Waiting, sitting, wanting something that really was never there freely offered to mealways with the fucking string attached.fucking expensive ones too..my dignity.FUCK THAT NOISEI somehow find it inside me to think that I am better than thatI dont know.I guess sometimes the hunger gets the better of meand there it isall this rage..if I had I cock..my cock.would be so huge and it would be a destructive force.I would wield my huge COCK..your way.bend over CUNT I would saythis as you can imagine trips me out.to have these thoughts .more so maybe cause I am drunk alone in a dive Karaoke bar in a dive old person town....you know you almost had the chance to worship thisbut alas.all I have are these wordsmaybe I am just pissed at myself..how ironic that the history I need to recreatejust wrote itself over againnothing like being in a strange place..in a lonely room..knowing that all of it around you is all of your makingso this is for you muutherFUCKer..even if you dont caregawd I am so envious of having a cock..to at least stroke in my lonely cheap motel room..
Youre gonna miss me motherfucker..you know you willyour regrets wont give you comfort and you will see how much your bet cost you..in the middle of the morning in an ugly motel room, I sit awake, alone and in tears with the last shreds on decency that my meager credit was only able to afford..how the fuck did it come to this?....and as I sit hereI think about all that happened earlierthe girls in the front..the curvy.chubby onewith the big perky tits..the one who came in second place behind the one with the drab smile, lack of sexual energy,as fucking dead and cold like a bland sugar pop fucking Britney songSo you seethis girlshe came in first..got a $50 gift certificate to use at this dive Karaoke bar.the girl with the killer absand the plastic tits.FUCKeven in the real world .there is no room for true sexuality..yeah..I would have given it to the girl with the bigger behindthe one who could loose say25lbsbut she shouldnt causethat is what makes her oooozzeeethe one with the fucking sexual energy to make me want to .wellyou know the rest I suppose.so in this roommy fucking life has crashed all around meWHAT THE FUCK am I doing here? Waiting, sitting, wanting something that really was never there freely offered to mealways with the fucking string attached.fucking expensive ones too..my dignity.FUCK THAT NOISEI somehow find it inside me to think that I am better than thatI dont know.I guess sometimes the hunger gets the better of meand there it isall this rage..if I had I cock..my cock.would be so huge and it would be a destructive force.I would wield my huge COCK..your way.bend over CUNT I would saythis as you can imagine trips me out.to have these thoughts .more so maybe cause I am drunk alone in a dive Karaoke bar in a dive old person town....you know you almost had the chance to worship thisbut alas.all I have are these wordsmaybe I am just pissed at myself..how ironic that the history I need to recreatejust wrote itself over againnothing like being in a strange place..in a lonely room..knowing that all of it around you is all of your makingso this is for you muutherFUCKer..even if you dont caregawd I am so envious of having a cock..to at least stroke in my lonely cheap motel room..
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Hope things are going well with you...they're pretty good here. Lata
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