June 2012
May 2012
That one text you can read again and again and...
I can talk to a hundred people a day, but none of...
period: WAKE UP ASSHOLE, YOU GOT CRAMPS.
period: How bout an entire chocolate cake for breakfast?
period: How's that back pain? Feeling better? Let's fix that.
period: Corneas glance by a VS magazine on the table. Instantly horny.
period: Find a cookie as big as a house and eat it.
period: See a male specimen of any kind. Instantly horny.
period: Where's your Tic Tac box filled with ibuprofen?
period: Got things to do? Don't care. Sleep.
period: See a female specimen of any kind. Instantly horny.
period: For dinner you're eating an entire bag of Reese's Peanut Butter Cups.
period: Breeze blows by. Instantly horny.
period: You didn't like those brand new underwear right?
period: Yell at a puppy.
period: Close eyes and wait for repeat tomorrow.
blogsecret:
I love you. I’d love you if you were broke. I’d love you if you got fat. I’d love you if you went bald. I’d love you if you started to smell bad. I’d love you if you got broke AND fat and bald and smelled bad. I’d love you if you got a sex change. I’d love you if you took a lot of drugs. I’d love you if you became mentally ill. I’d love you if you were an amputee.
