I'm trying to get rid of this clinically depressed girl I live with who I once considered a girlfriend. Its tough when you live with someone and it's not working out. It's tougher when they're clinically depressed and it's not working out. The toughest part of it all is, as usual, that there is still this whole "fucking" thing. So at the end of the 5 hour crying shit-fests, after knives have been pulled out and faces smacked against futon frames and your standing in front of this red-faced sleeping pill addict who can't stop crying -- at the end of all this with your dark circles and post-rage adrenalin you rip her panties off, lather up your cock and go for it.
The most fucked up part about the whole affair is after she's cum 10 times and you spooge on her once tear ridden face, you're both back to the same place -- frustrated, angry and ready to kill someone.
The most fucked up part about the whole affair is after she's cum 10 times and you spooge on her once tear ridden face, you're both back to the same place -- frustrated, angry and ready to kill someone.
Oh...and I love that first shot in your pics section.
[Edited on Oct 18, 2003 5:41PM]