I TELL YOU WHAT ONCE YOU'VE DONE IT YOU WILL NEVER FUCK WITH A T-REX AGAIN THAT IS AN M-I-S-T-A-K-E MISTAKE....UNLESS YOU ARE THE BEAST MASTER IN WHICH CASE THAT IS M-E ME
what the HELL are you going on about? please come over (imagine me saying that in a whiny and pathetic tone of voice) I'M SO LONELY. (but i'm really only alittle lonely and attempting to manipulate you) i have drugs (lying, of course) let's not make plans. just show up. don't break my stuff. don't take my stuff. i'll give you some stuff. i'll give you my broken CD player. if you are pretty then you can sleep with me in my bed. if not, OUT IN THE SHED. ya know, INSECTSATEYOU, is that your real name? are you also ELEVENISMINE? are you a model? airplane? glue? let's make model airplanes, with cum instead of glue, cuz i... love... you. oh, shit, i'm turning into a jaded hipster. i'm mocking LUV. that is terrible. but i'm not that hip, i don't think. and not that jaded... i'm just afraid i might be moving in the WRONG DIRECTION. help me. help me. help me. help me. show me tenderness.
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