Sitting on the back porch in a thong and braa, drinking wine. So f’ing hot today.
It’s been nearly a year since we broke up. I’m glad you broke things off with me. Just so you know, everything you ever accused me of doing or being that was all about you turning it around backwards to make me look bad. After the breakup, I learned a lot of things I wished I knew. You were not replaced at the jobs you once had. You got fired at everyone. You even had a job that paid a decent amount. Some other things you did that I was told about by others is that you broke into the neighbors house that you were residing with after they had locked the door and wouldn’t let you back in. You not only was met face to face with their dog growling at you but when you were caught you made threats to beat the dog,I’ve also heard that while I wasn’t around that you exposed yourself to my relative. The gas station owner even told me that while she was in the back of the store and one of the cashiers stepped out to smoke,you had placed a small bottle of alcohol in your wasteband and when she caught you,you had offered her a couple of dollars and she said,you’ve stolen from me before haven’t you? When my daughter asked you if it was true you told her that everyone in town likes to play telephone. You’re absolutely right! That little town doesn’t play games with morons like you. That’s ashame you treated the store owner like that. She didn’t charge us for the fountain drinks because she had you to pick up the fireworks left from the night before in the stores parking lot. She even gave you a job of weedeating and pruning the side of the Dollar General store. The neighbors were telling me that you were looking at my daughter several times in a se*ual way and when we broke up you told them that you were going to take “your daughter ” and get custody of her because supposedly I didn’t want her because she belonged to my ex husband. You are not her parent. Also,when I was concerned my daughter would run away because you and your new girlfriend you jumped into a relationship with days after the breakup that you barely knew had manipulated my daughter into believing that I was a bad parent and had your new girlfriends son ( which was my daughters boyfriends mom ) to put pictures of my house asking if anyone could help my daughter get out of an abusive home. What the hell? I was in the middle of moving. Also after you got mad at me for telling you to get out of moms yard that you go good and well she didn’t want you over you sent me an insulting text message that my I.Q. was lower than my intellectual disabled brother. People in the town got tired of you using them the men that sat uptown at the gas station said if they catch you walking down the backroads they would woop your azz . Even the gas station owner said the next time you get caught stealing from her that you were going to see an old lady woop your azz. The woman you chose over me I was never jealous of. She was a drug addict that had over 26 felonies on her record, including running over someone, D.W.I. at top speeds resulting in someone elses injuries and human smuggling. She was evil and dangerous and a fake Christian with her testimonies that she was a Christian that God saved her from the drugs. Yeah right! She took off with my daughter after my family and I screamed at her to stop and she refused. I had moved because of all 3 of you. Shockingly ( and it shouldn’t come as a surprise) your girlfriend had suffered a stroke and later died. God doesn’t mess with the wicked. He will strike them dead and if you don’t change your ways God just may take your life too. I forgave her but what she did to me was so emotionally hard on me that I can’t stand to look at her picture of her obituary. She was not innocent in picking up my daughter and the moment she left I just called the cops after supposedly giving permission. No sir! And I’m glad you haven’t made your way back to me James. Everything you done to me, my family and the town was just crappy. You’ll meet your fate if you don’t stop your B.S. You were one of the biggest mistakes I’ve ever made in my life. You’re forgiven but you’re not trusted or welcome in my life anymore. I’ll confess that I was the best thing you’ve probably had and you majorly fumbled a good one.
THESE VOISES IN MY HEAD FUCKKK, cut it out. skitso skitzo skitso roll the dice bittch hoe.
real life skitso
F*** anything nurturing and receptive. That goes for liberals, women, health care, education, and mother earth. And you too, if you give a s***. F*** all of you! Because i was obviously never nurtured. At my core I am disgust. I radiate disgust! I am so seething purple red rage...
Fantasy to f*** my mom had grown very much, i might forcebly fyck her ome day its not in my control
Happy Halloween
I hate, therefore I am. Signed, D. ÷rump and everyone that follows my s*** scent.
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I’m a transman who masturbates at least once a day. I want so badly to be fucked by a c*** right in my pretty boy p****. I’m getting so h**** and desperate I’ve thought of meeting up with strangers and letting them use me. I feel like I’m going insane.
The young man wanted a role model. He looked long and hard in his youth, but that role model never materialized. His only choice was to embrace all the people in his life he didn’t want to be like.
Having no hair made him look even hairier.
The ants enjoyed the barbecue more than the family.
Her scream silenced the rowdy teenagers.
Sometimes it is better to just walk away from things and go back to them later when you’re in a better frame of mind.
She couldn’t decide of the glass was half empty or half full so she drank it.
She works two jobs to make ends meet; at least, that was her reason for not having time to join us.
Sleeping in his car was never the plan but sometimes things don’t work out as planned. This had been his life for the last three months and he was just beginning to get used to it. He didn’t actually enjoy it, but he had accepted it and come to terms...
The efficiency we have at removing trash has made creating trash more acceptable.
It was that terrifying feeling you have as you tightly hold the covers over you with the knowledge that there is something hiding under your bed. You want to look, but you don’t at the same time. You’re frozen with fear and unable to act. That’s where she found herself...
He waited for the stop sign to turn to a go sign.
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She had the gift of being able to paint songs.
I guess we could discuss the implications of the phrase “meant to be.” That is if we wanted to drown ourselves in a sea of backwardly referential semantics and other mumbo-jumbo. Maybe such a discussion would result in the determination that “meant to be” is exactly as meaningless a phrase...
The pigs were insulted that they were named hamburgers.
She let the balloon float up into the air with her hopes and dreams.
He quietly entered the museum as the super bowl started.
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I love eating toasted cheese and tuna sandwiches.
This book is sure to liquefy your brain.
Really you hate me or worship me because I am more powerful than you, and always will be? I have to self-regulate. You must too. Its not good vs evil. It’s monotony vs. anarchy. Sorry, I’m not a referee. I only teach lessons to those that I see fit.
i want to kill people..i want to hurt them..but it’s not me wanting to hurt or kill them it’s someone else, someone else in my body. someone’s controlling me and making me think things i don’t wanna think. i don’t wanna hurt anyone but i have to..i see and hear...
CORVALLUS is BACK! me and the rest of the villagers are cheering for your speedy recovery! Hip hip hooray! Corvallus is back!
Hugh Jazhul
Married to the Vision solely – exoplanets8 《bandcamp》
Babygirl, you know I can’t say no to you.
all i wanna do is shoot up heroin with emo b****** man
I want to take a s*** on Corvallus’ face
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this site reminds me of a sci fi where aliens preserved dead peoples brains. And the digital conversions were not perfect. The digitized brains rattled out mostly repetetive fragments of thoughts or obsessions. Kinda like here? lol
I dream of arranging a 20 guy g******* for my wife. My wife complained recently that I don’t have s** with her. Frankly I like having s** with hookers, but she doesn’t know. And frankly after 20 years of marriage I have lost some interest in f****** my wife. So...
I want my boyfriends best friend to RAIL me. I know he has a big d***, he’s quite tall and we don’t seem to be compatible in the slightest but that makes me want him more.
I AM the S**** Sanctifier,the Cardinal of C**,the Bodhisnatcha,Mister Miscockules,the Leche Lord,Jizzus Christ,Mogambo King of India, popper huffin backsnatch stuffin CORVALLUS
