I think I am getting sick. Sore throat, stuffy nose, and it would explain why I've been eating so much lately.
Great. Just fucking great.
Oh, and why am I up at 6:47 on a Sunday morning?
God texted me to tell me that he is sleepy and was going to jackoff last night but he was too tired. Point? Apparently there is none and I have a sneaking suspicion he is coked up. Plus my new phone is so fucking recockulously loud that it woke me up to said message, so here I am. And I am in a GLORIOUS mood. I might be sick, my ex is a jerk, and I feel like a behemoth.
Oh. And since I've seen this done, I will be a sheep too and ask you all to describe me in one word. And I don't care if it's mean. Just do it. Baah.
P.S. You try to be so nice and understanding and forgiving and loving but man, it really chaps my ass when people don't recognize that.
Great. Just fucking great.
Oh, and why am I up at 6:47 on a Sunday morning?
God texted me to tell me that he is sleepy and was going to jackoff last night but he was too tired. Point? Apparently there is none and I have a sneaking suspicion he is coked up. Plus my new phone is so fucking recockulously loud that it woke me up to said message, so here I am. And I am in a GLORIOUS mood. I might be sick, my ex is a jerk, and I feel like a behemoth.
Oh. And since I've seen this done, I will be a sheep too and ask you all to describe me in one word. And I don't care if it's mean. Just do it. Baah.
P.S. You try to be so nice and understanding and forgiving and loving but man, it really chaps my ass when people don't recognize that.
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