please, do not disturb.
i have no privacy, privacy, privacy.
please i'd like to have some sort of privacy.
when i've just gotten out of the shower, could you wait a moment before barging into my room and asking me some ridiculous question that is in no way urgent let alone logical.
do i have to open the door fucking naked whenever you knock? and that is when you do knock because sometimes you just walk right in. all hell breaks loose if its locked, because you know what that means. i might be doing something evil like shooting up heroin or masturbating.
vidals don't masturbate. we don't have enough private time to ourselves to drop our pants and enjoy a simple pleasure. its a lonely one, but it certainly is a pleasure.
i waited until i thought my mom was in the shower so that i could call my professor and explain to him why i wouldn't have the time to turn in the extra credit he issued me. i waited until i thought she was out of earshot. but my instincts told me to turn around and there i saw her. one of those purse lipped vidals that doesn't masturbate because shes too busy bombarding in on other peoples business.
no wonder no one can stand you mommy. you drive us up the fucking wall. and make sure to we don't lock the doors as we have our nervous breakdown.
please i'd like to have some sort of privacy.
when i've just gotten out of the shower, could you wait a moment before barging into my room and asking me some ridiculous question that is in no way urgent let alone logical.
do i have to open the door fucking naked whenever you knock? and that is when you do knock because sometimes you just walk right in. all hell breaks loose if its locked, because you know what that means. i might be doing something evil like shooting up heroin or masturbating.
vidals don't masturbate. we don't have enough private time to ourselves to drop our pants and enjoy a simple pleasure. its a lonely one, but it certainly is a pleasure.
i waited until i thought my mom was in the shower so that i could call my professor and explain to him why i wouldn't have the time to turn in the extra credit he issued me. i waited until i thought she was out of earshot. but my instincts told me to turn around and there i saw her. one of those purse lipped vidals that doesn't masturbate because shes too busy bombarding in on other peoples business.
no wonder no one can stand you mommy. you drive us up the fucking wall. and make sure to we don't lock the doors as we have our nervous breakdown.