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15 YEARS! You f****** hear me?

Not even an attempt on my part since spring of 2012. That’s 9 years. Not even an attempt. I gave up. I wrote it off. For real.

If you are e reading this, you can do whatever the hell you want to me as far as diciplin. I know you’re the king of the castle, you had to be, nobody would ever take your s*** in life otherwise, that’s for sure. I don’t care what you do, all it does is make me move my a** in another direction faster but sure as hell don’t do it because of her good or bad. F*** her, I don’t give a s*** what she thinks.

I am pretty f****** tired of people, especially loser dudes with your tiny Weiner, and you b******* attitude, and you g******* raccoon physic, and you irritating way of being, f****** a******, and your only redeeming quality, your wallet, looking at me as if I have anything to do with s***.

I am THERE for a job. It’s nostalgia, that place has turned over 20 times since, it’s not even a little bit the same as I was 20 years ago.

Don’t bring it back there, espscially to me, and by all means dont toe around me on her account. Your starting o piss me off though. I almost lost it today. I don’t ever want to f****** hear those 2 g******* words out of you again, especially in that time. Any time but especially that tone. I don’t like you. Just remember that. I can swallow it down and ignore it, but just know it, and I do not give slightest s*** what you do with that knowledge. Be antisocial. You don’t really do anything but irritated people anyway. You don’t make s*** flow better. There no real reason to stand inside the machine, and leave you personal who at the f****** door. Leave my Personal s*** at none of your f****** business! I hate it when people I hate through s*** that’s non o their business at me. Be antisocial. Don’t talk to the guys who are actually working my. Stick to your crew up front and forg t my business from 2 decades ago. Who the f*** are you?

New Confession

I was 14 for my first television show and on the side stage before going on camera one day the producer’s son that was 8 years old came up to me dragged up a chair and started hugging me and kissing me for righteously and started massaging my d*** and continued until it ejaculated and then he put my hand on his d*** which was very hard and then moved my hand up and down and I gave him a throbbing o***** as well we continue that for the rest of our lives and moved to Italy when he was 14 and got married I’m 20 years later we would not have it any other way but the point of this message is he chose that at 8 years old and it’s not regretted a moment of it and neither have I when we spent the night together he enjoyed f****** me and became one of the smartest people in his class…… He would spend the night with me on a night before filming and then later I stayed in his suite at his home and he began f****** me at 9 years old and had the most beautiful sounds of ecstasy his mother would come in and say you boys don’t stay up too late now as his d*** was throbbing in me….. After we were together about 6 months he had two other brothers and he said could we help them have o***** so he let them f****** as they had no one to give them o*****…… They were so incredibly beautiful …. Robbie showed them how to f****** from the rear and how to lubricate the p**** and they watched until they completed o***** and then the next one took his turn while the other two stood by with hard dicks throbbing even though they had just completed f****** me they both kissed my heart throbbing d*** as they went back to their own rooms Robbie took care of my d*** after they left and drank everything and became a part of me later with his first e********** as he was f****** me I became a part of him through The years our passion and love for each other have never stopped that is why I cannot identify with the control people want to have over what boys do with their d*** and who they can give it to and what they can do with it it’s a part of who they are it helps them become who they are meant to be

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