I’M SORRY… THAT YOU SUCK

And here I go again. I feel like I need to apologize…. People seem to be easily offended over nothing. And it totally seems like people would rather bitch at what is wrong with their lives or what is wrong in this world instead of doing something about it. So I’m going to apologize….

I’m sorry that I didn’t have a fucked up childhood like you did. Yeah I know it’s weird that I can research all this fetish stuff online and yet I had a wonderful childhood. My daddy wasn’t a drunk, and my mommy never beat me, and no uncle ever touched me.. So look elsewhere, when you are trying to explain me and what I say or do.

I’m sorry you have to beg for followers and friends. I personally don’t care if people follow me on twitter or send me friend requests on Facebook. I’m completely satisfied with the number of real life people that actually knew me in high school, and not to mention, I am perfectly satisfied with the number of people that I have strictly for the purpose of Farmville. (Don’t give me no shit, about that game. Its addictive. Just shut up and send me a gift.) Unlike your attention starved ass, people have to go online and put #followback or “follow me and I follow back” on their twitter posts. And it is so damn annoying. And those usually are the same people who get upset about losing a few followers. Really? Someone doesn’t like what you have to say and you start bitching? wow.

I’m sorry I’m an american who totally utilizes her right to free speech. Yes, I say some fucked up twisted things sometimes, but dammit, it’s my american right. And yeah, America is looking bad in the media lately but that doesn’t mean I’m jumping ship and becoming Canadian anytime soon.

I’m sorry I have common sense. And I use it every day. I’m sorry. Now a days it seems like people are ignoring this simple and easy to follow sixth sense, if you will. There is something inside all of us that tells us when we shouldn’t do things. However, some of us decide that they don’t have to listen. Because we all know that drinking and driving has always proved safe, right?

I’m sorry you mistake my sarcasm for sincerity.(Mainly because you don’t know what sarcasm means…) Because you ARE a genius. And yes you ARE totally my type.

I’m sorry my parents love me. Yep, I’m pretty much spoiled. And they’ve always supported me. That means, I’m a bitch because people irritate me and not because my parents didn’t love me.

I’m sorry I don’t’ do drugs and I think you’re disgusting for doing them. Seriously, do I even have to go further. Drugs are gross, and they make you look gross. Why on earth would you PAY for something that gives you insomnia, makes you pick at your face, and you become physically addicted to the point that you can’t function without it? Ugh! Yuck. Battery acid does the same thing to your body and I don’t see you rushing to snort that… Or maybe you are… I don’t know what the kids are snorting these days.

I’m sorry I love my children. ??? How dare I show them affection and put them before myself? I’m sorry for not being like you selfish sperm and egg donors. Because I don’t use my children as a means to get people to visit me, I don’t beat them, and I’ve NEVER left them by themselves to go  out and party.

I’m sorry I don’t speak your language. Considering this is AMERICA, I didn’t think it was necessary for ME to speak 100 different languages just to be able to  get shit done in a supermarket.

I’m sorry I just don’t like Justin Bieber. I just don’t I understand it. My kids love him, but whatever.

I’m sorry I find Family Guy fucking hilarious. I really don’t need you judging me or giving me your opinion on the show when a) you don’t watch it b) you repeatedly ask if they can understand the baby  and c)you don’t understand the pop culture references. And yes, I’m an awful parent because my kids watch it and they think it’s hilarious, too.

I’m sorry you have a stick up your ass. My ass is empty, go ahead and check. It 2011 and pretty much the internet has unleashed a bunch of knowledge upon us. And we can access whatever we want. Everyone should be open about everything now because “not knowing” isn’t an acceptable excuse anymore. And everyone is pretty much mixed with some other race. Pretty soon we will all be porn watching, spam deleting, gay marriage supporting, butter-scotch complexion having fools. Yep I said it.

I guess what I’m saying is that I’m sorry you suck. I’m sorry that you are so bitter that you have to ruin the lives of other people around you. Instead of doing good or being happy for others, you would rather create groups, chats, fake facebook accounts, etc., all just to tell people how much you hate them. Wow. I’m sorry you suck, your life sucks, and you have no friends. I’m sorry that I fucking kick ass! LOL

Love Always.

AN EROTIC ENCOUNTER

Erotic Encounter

As I walk into the room, your eyes move slowly up and down my silhouette. You can’t tell what I’m wearing, but you know it can’t be much. As I near the bed, the candlelight reveals me to you. You were right; a black lace corset, matching thong and thigh highs: your favorite.
I gingerly set one high heel clad foot onto the bed and your eyes widened. The thong was even better than you imagined; it was the crotch-less pair. You reach out to touch, but I back away, smirking at you. You immediately grin back and get up to start chasing me. “whoa big boy” I tease as I push you back onto the bed.
I put my lips near yours, then pull away at the last second. You grab my face to force me to kiss you, but I win the fight and get away. “stop teasing” you whimper. I look over my shoulder at you and slowly bend over to take off my shoe.
You can’t handle this tantalizing view so you reach out and grab my ass. This time I don’t pull away; I moan in anticipation. I kick off the second shoe and tackle you onto your back, hungrily kissing you. You can tell my breathing has already increased, but you don’t know I’m already wet for you.
You want to be deep inside me, but you know I want more first. You reach down to slide your finger inside me and I arc my back to meet you. “oh god” I moan. You slide another one in and I grab your arm in urgency. Your pinky starts to wander and I moan with delight. “rub it” I whisper and you are happy to obey.
Soon my anus is the focus of your concentration. I can’t get enough and am already to explode, except you keep taking me to the brink and then backing off. “quit… fucking… teasing… me” I pant.
But then you completely stop, and grin, and roll onto your back with a sigh. “Oh no you fucking don’t” I grasp your shoulder and pull you back on top of me, simultaneously thrusting my tongue into your mouth. I know you can’t hold out on me too much longer so I let my hand saunter lower… and lower.
I can’t help but let a moan escape my lips as soon as I have your cock in my hand. “I need you now” I whisper between staggered breaths. You grab my hands and pin them to the bed above my head. Using your teeth, you untie the corset and pull it down to expose my full breasts. Fervently you take my breast into your mouth, it is too much for me and I scream out in pleasure “fuck me”
I hadn’t even finished the words before I felt you enter me, oh so deep. Already at the brink of heaven, I’m ready, but holding back, making you work. You know I’m almost there and throw my feet over your head, thrusting deeper and deeper into me. I can’t stop swearing and know I can’t hold out much longer.
“oh I’m gonna cum… I’m gonna cum… oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck oh fuck…” My toes curl, my fists clench, my back arcs, my eyes close. Sigh
You immediately pull me on top of you and I am just as eager to please you. My breasts bounce up and down with each of my thrusts, you join in and I’m almost ready to explode again. “fuck! I’m gonna cum again” you grin and start going faster, and faster… I can’t hold out and scream out with pleasure at my release.
Impatiently you pick me up while we were still joined and sat down at the edge of the bed. Excitedly I spun around. This was my favorite. I leaned forward so you could play with my anus. “stick it in” I whisper as I gain momentum. Faster and faster I go until I can hardly take it. “I want you to cum with me this time”
I stand up and throw myself onto the bed, pulling you along with me. You don’t miss a beat before thrusting your being deep within me again. I moan and scream your name. You know you are close so you go faster, and harder… “cum with me baby” I murmur. You feel it coming and pull out to move up and straddle my stomach. My mouth is already open, waiting for your cock to enter it. As it enters, I can feel it throbbing; you are moaning but I’m floating away into my own oblivion as I explode yet again. You only add to my bliss by joining me with your own eruption into my mouth and onto my face. As I fall back to the bed, I sigh with fulfillment and lick my lips.

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Love Always

JUST LIKE A PILL (PINK)

I'm lyin' here on the floor where you left me
I think I took too much
I'm crying here, what have you done?
I thought it would be fun
I can't stay on your life support, there's a
shortage in the switch,
I can't stay on your morphine, cuz its making me
itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again but shes
being a little bitch,
I think I'll get outta here, where I can
Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me
ill
You keep makin' me ill
I haven't moved from the spot where you left me
This must be a bad trip
All of the other pills, they were different
Maybe I should get some help
I can't stay on your life support, there's a
shortage in the switch,
I can't stay on your morphine, cuz its making me
itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again but shes
being a little bitch,
I think I'll get outta here, where I can
Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me
ill
You keep makin' me ill
Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me
ill
You keep makin' me ill
I can't stay on your life support, there's a
shortage in the switch,
I can't stay on your morphine, cuz its making me
itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again but shes
being a little bitch,
I think I'll get outta here, where I can
Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you're just like a pill
Instead of makin' me better, you keep makin' me
ill
You keep makin' me ill

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LOVE ALWAYS.

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