baiserlaser
That sounds gross. It's the kind of slick on your thighs from too much lovemaking. My mind is in the gutter terribly; I'm sorry. I see mold and wax and unwanted things, sticky and creeping and destitute. Some sort of crawling creature, like a snail, leaving behind a trail of slime.
i'm tired of this word. makes me think of the removal of cat testicles this time. that's weird. cats have barbed penises. that's even weirder. who cares? people are judging. who cares? i wish you loved me. you do?
who cares.
my stomach hurts. i wish this would go away. hurry up, clock.
i already wrote about this before i signed up. you disappoint me. i disappoint myself. i wish people loved me. i sound like a whiny shit. i want to be like mother theresa. that's who i want to exude. that nature i mean. i want to love everyone. i want to be a good person that helps. that's hard being an introvert i think.