Do you really know Me?
6:11PM on November 11, 2010
I sit back and listen at the humiliation the silly embeds and wonder if a person on the internet is really worth befriending. See I met some real people that you don't like or afraid of or wondering how to take them and they helping me get it together, by ignoring you...hehehe...because they know I got potential and stability outside of you people pretending to be my friend or wanting to do content with me because you think i'm gullible or stupid, but hey we've all been hurt in some kind of way. You don't know me or what i've been through you just assume that you do, because you listen at the foolish ones...lol... Oh yeah call me bipolar, creamy pussy or whatever but honestly lets keep it real. You got a problem 2 only trying to hide it by using my name to make me look bad because you know I don't give a fuck or I don't want you or i look better than you. Do you women need me to teach you how to make your pussy talk or squirt like mines instead of doing that fake shit you do or is it that you mad because your boyfriend or hubby rather look at me than fuck you?. I live in an apartment not a studio and live from world to world instead of day to day. I show my face and body and not ashamed to be who I am or afraid to say what I do or don't do. Why don't you all cum suck my creamy pussy or lick the prettiness of my ass and tell me what you think, instead of wanting a cream pie that never knows how to make it do what it do or a double shot of that tequilla that sours your stomach only to send you to an unknown destinations of hopes and wishes or a doctor that doesn't have an office to treat you in and your still wondering if you'll live behind the medicine he gave out, outside of the office...smooches!
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