Women are bitches, this is the thing. I'm going completely round the bend this summer, with sexual frustration. It's never been this bad. When I hug my pillow, the fantasies of licking some perfect specimen's pussy is so strong it's almost like it happened, but without the feeling of fulfilment and gratification.
Women are bitches, this is the thing. I'm going completely round the bend this summer, with sexual frustration. It's never been this bad. When I hug my pillow, the fantasies of licking some perfect specimen's pussy is so strong it's almost like it happened, but without the feeling of fulfilment and gratification.
I'm going to have to do something. I might open a stall selling turnips.
I just read a really crazy book. I can't really say the title of it but lol. Kind of well written in some ways, but shit in others, partially well thought out I suppose, if morally depraved.
Not bad, bro. I need a job, otherwise no complaints overall. Yourself? The last time I frequented these pages I thought you'd disappeared and died in a volcano...
Maybe I'm like one of those horses that speak Italian but procreate with the sisters of their ignorant masters.