im aching for head like a concussion bitch is mad cos i sold my virginity to her husband, i need to cum before i open it up for discussion but when i do i’ll probably turn away and feel disgusting
is it cool with you if i stay inside of you while im coming would it bother you if i put my headphones on while you fuck me is it ugly on the inside if i like it when you cry of course it’s not because a stranger on tumblr held a sign
that said i’m beautiful and nobody could tell me otherwise and i was like golly and then i started to wonder why such an original and wonderful person would have the time to even try to effect such an amazing change in my life
like damn what a fucking hero on tumblr saving lives like if i hadnt seen your awesome 8 and a half by 11.5 wide sign i would probably be hanging from my bedroom light with my face turning the color of the head of my uuhhhhh
im in a little bit of a little predicament and its getting me sick of it and im feeling so bitter and im fuckin addicted and i am so fucking jittery and its taking every ounce of self control to not obliterate
a couple of fucking faggot scavengers on my twitter feed im paranoid half to death and the anxiety is killing me a milion and twenty seven times faster than i ever could in my bedroom on my computer when i
get on the internet and im giving an intimate internet blowjob to an internet enemy with a mouth full of razors and i kill all my friends again and i do it again and again like smoking a cigarette
like i know that im killing myself but im in the moment and well as long as im living and feeling literally everything ill be doing everything in my power to get control of it cos im a control freak i am very controlling
you can ask any one of the boys that ive been alone with im really all about myself if they allow it and ive got a really terrible habit of being unapologetic when i call him pathetic the only way it gets better
is when i promise i meant it and promise i dont regret it and promise i’ll never cherish his tarnished offer for head i’m going to hell. the truth is irrelevant. it’s all i got to sell, so ill never tell