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[sioux_zq_buckle]

For instance, "this is nonsense" is about as convincing as premature ejaculation, when it's followed by removing me from your friends list, all together, and therefore, barring me from reading your journal. See, that's just what I'm trying to point out. You're merely paying lip service to my desire to get to know you better. You're dropping little

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nevermind, he has the brains of a clam

[chewsonlasers2]

I can't tell if we're having a sexy good time, or if I've invaded your space and made you angry. Or both. I was hoping for both, but in a gyro yogurt sauce sort of way, not an alcohol on an anthill sort of way. SO I'm going to make lace out of your hide, but know I do it with a grudging sense of sexual attraction and delight

Re: nevermind, he has the brains of a clam

[sioux_zq_buckle]

There's no chance I have syphillis, since I am a virgin. :) I also find it interesting that "sy" is a prefix that translates as "without", and "phil" is another word root that translates as "love". Following either logic, I am readily willing to admit that I'm guilty of coming down with bronchitis, on a number of occasions, and that no matter how stringently I try to identify with my heterosexuality, I have still sucked four cocks, and haven't seen any part of a pussy, since I was... eight? I've lived two lifetimes, since then. Nice to meet you, Nicole (and your nasty gash). I'm Cody

Lindsay pie, no apples, please, ice cream on top. Thanks

[chewsonlasers2]

I am actually going to address this, because it's better than sleeping, which I'm bad at.

Shit, I hope she's worth all the drama. Userpic's pretty, in any case. I at least give you good blowjobs, but I'm not seein' her give it up. Hmmph. Gods willing, your 'Lindsay' is actually 62-yr ol Fred Palmer, out of Shittown, Iowa, sitting with just his colostomy bag and your journal to keep him company. Worst case scenario, she's some really nice girl who thinks I'm a freak.

Peach pie, my man - deep dish, hot, with real vanilla ice cream - none of this plastic 'French Vanilla!" shit. :::puuuurrr:::

You opinions about my inner life are only slight more worthless than you are. And I'd like to seeyou at the business end of a heavy flogger, laced into a gorgeous satin corset. I started making corsets out of jealousy, and make them now out of spite. I wear them, of course, out of vanity

Re: Lindsay pie, no apples, please, ice cream on top. Thanks

[sioux_zq_buckle]

You know, you should really keep your cruelty to yourself. Such atrocious mannerisms belong in exchanges between character actors. If you want to bring that dominant attitude up in here, you will eventually find yourself out of breath, because such associations are merely the rungs you cling to on the ladder toward attaining an actual identity. I am sorry you are sad and lonely. That actually concerns me. Most of what you say is pretty much junk.

Re: Lindsay pie, no apples, please, ice cream on top. Thanks

[chewsonlasers2]

As of a good night's sleep, my first shift, and a few good meals, I am feeling so much better. The new job is great, and your insults have crossed a line

Re: Lindsay pie, no apples, please, ice cream on top. Thanks

[chewsonlasers2]

"...attitude up here,"...

::::laughing hysterically::::

"up here?"

As if your pathetic little journal was anything other than the muck on the bottom of the rotting canal that is the...

Oh, nevermind, I like being able to read your poetry. "up here", though, is a bit of a stretch, even for you.

I just love how you're absolutely horrible to me and then admonish me for cruelty. No schitzophrenia here, no sir, no way.

Re: Lindsay pie, no apples, please, ice cream on top. Thanks

[sioux_zq_buckle]

God, you're a cunt. Why don't you go fuck a loaded .45?