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Rich.
I can't go to bed this mad. I'm so mad. I'm mad at you for leading me on. I'm mad at you for thinking I owe you an apology for telling you not to bring your broke dick into my bar. I can't believe you think I should be sorry for telling you like it is. And then you show up at work and sit right there in front of me? (well in front of kim but, SERIOUSLY?).
What the hell is wrong with you? You know you seriously broke my heart, right? It's not a game. I'm not bat shit crazy. And of all things, I'm not sorry. I'm not sorry at all.
I can't believe you are this mean and boring. you fucking dickless fucktard. I shouldn't be writing boring lamented love lost shit on the internet. I should be riding your face while you try to eat my pussy off.
Too bad you're not down with a confident, sexy woman with a muffin top. I'm more fun than you'll ever have.
And yeah, me picking on you for having a damaged dick was pretty awful. But think about it, my physical difference is probably the reason you don't respect me.
I'm trying to kill the part of my brain that desperately wants you, could you kill the part of you that has to be near me?
At least I still have one man I can love and trust forever.
le sigh!
Don't tell mom I'm getting a tattoo in the next few days. I think needles in my arm will make me feel a lot better
I can't go to bed this mad. I'm so mad. I'm mad at you for leading me on. I'm mad at you for thinking I owe you an apology for telling you not to bring your broke dick into my bar. I can't believe you think I should be sorry for telling you like it is. And then you show up at work and sit right there in front of me? (well in front of kim but, SERIOUSLY?).
What the hell is wrong with you? You know you seriously broke my heart, right? It's not a game. I'm not bat shit crazy. And of all things, I'm not sorry. I'm not sorry at all.
I can't believe you are this mean and boring. you fucking dickless fucktard. I shouldn't be writing boring lamented love lost shit on the internet. I should be riding your face while you try to eat my pussy off.
Too bad you're not down with a confident, sexy woman with a muffin top. I'm more fun than you'll ever have.
And yeah, me picking on you for having a damaged dick was pretty awful. But think about it, my physical difference is probably the reason you don't respect me.
I'm trying to kill the part of my brain that desperately wants you, could you kill the part of you that has to be near me?
At least I still have one man I can love and trust forever.
le sigh!
Don't tell mom I'm getting a tattoo in the next few days. I think needles in my arm will make me feel a lot better