Apr 23, 2006 21:51
I liked you, but something is wrong. I feel like I have made a mistake. I want sex with other people. It's not you, it is me. I am better than you for the fact that many cavemen have explored, but never found you to be good in bed. Fuck yur infectious kisses and all your multiple orgasms that have never stopped. You always get yours before I get mine. And that thing on your lip is really nasty! So that's why you can't fuck with me bitch! See, it's like whatever you say are fucking lies. You need to pretend that we never fucking met. I got head from your grandma while baking cookies. I asked you if I could take the fucking silverware, but you hid it in your underwear drawer and the forks are hurting my compassion for little midgets. You should stop fucking Wilbur or else I'll take a pencil and shove it in a mailbox along with the naked pictures of you and sheep. And your sister fucking your brother. I still can't imagine why you need to have sex with your brother. Please stop sucking our dog. And give back those expensive fucking dildos that we stuck in your refridgerator. I lied about my past. I'm really not STD-free, so you need to see your doctor. You should check your pants for anything that looks red and pusy. I'm really a dumb dumb head that can't even remember why I sat on your face without telling about my monkeypox, gynosyphaclaperia, and addiction to gay porn. Now that you know about me and your grandma, I must tell you that I'm fucking your friend and your cousin who are guys. Wait a minute, it's that small. I'm not kidding. I'm in love with three hookers and their pimp.
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