Well its that time again... when I turn from a regular freak into the Period Monster BLERGH BLERGH BLERGH.... I'm gunna smack down my bitch of a boyfriend when he gets home... I have a *tiny* whinge when I get home from work because the dishes were still towering in the dangerous pile that had been left there for 2 days.. and he gets up cracks the sads does the dishes (we have a fucking dishwasher by the way) and then gets dressed and says 'your pmsing I'm going to work' this is @ 6 pm on a Sunday night... he didnt get home till 11.30pm... by then I had just finished watching Gladiator and was ready to fucking draw blood... I mean as if that isnt going to make me feel like a worse freak.. I have a *tiny* (and I'm not being a crazy pmsing mole when I say that) bitch and he high tails it like I'm fucking Lorana Bobbit or something... so I cried for about an hour when he left (yes thats pms shit) and then I was ready to cut his balls off by the time he got home,... but I just resolved to not speaking... cause if I started I wasnt going to stop so now I'm just not speaking cause I cant rationalise it properly with all these fucking crazy whoremoans running around inside me poisioning my thoughts like the voices of a fucking psychophrenic... *le sigh* and the thing is I dont really get PMS ... I had bad period pain last time.. but that just made me eat snickers and lie down... GRRRRR
taking applications for a new boyfriend
the thing is is if he just gave me some chocolate and rubbed my feet it would have been all better... but instead he basically called me an asshole and took off (conveniently on his night to cook dinner mind you) and made it a million times worse.... now I'm just not going to speak for 5 days...
now do you all feel better for being single
I am more than fucking in love with this new mistress I met @ the Kastle today on shift... she is fucking gorgeous and the tatts on her are out of control... I volunteered if she needed anyone to practice her bondage on
taking applications for a new boyfriend
the thing is is if he just gave me some chocolate and rubbed my feet it would have been all better... but instead he basically called me an asshole and took off (conveniently on his night to cook dinner mind you) and made it a million times worse.... now I'm just not going to speak for 5 days...
now do you all feel better for being single
I am more than fucking in love with this new mistress I met @ the Kastle today on shift... she is fucking gorgeous and the tatts on her are out of control... I volunteered if she needed anyone to practice her bondage on
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Then I'm ALL YOURS! Start packing your bags...
You're moving to NYC! haha
yes.. come to NYC.
*beckons*