katia

oh my god! all i can think or talk about, is sex!
and not just sex. unfortunately all i can think about is sex with this fuck, that hates my gods.

i want to fuck him so bad, that i want to scream. i so wish, that i could just go and have sex with somebody else. but i don't even want to fucking think, about having sex with anybody else. i just know, that its not going to be even close, to sex that i had with this paranoid freak. it was so freaking good.

and i want more. but oh well. i guess i'll just have to convince myself, that having sex with somebody else could be as good. yeah, fucking right. god, its make me mad.

this is probably the reason, why i am so pissed of. because i want his cock. and i cant do nothing about it. i don't have any control, over myself on this one.

and its not even me. actually its not me at all. its my pussy. its all her fault. my pussy fucking with my head. is it crazy or what? like, in my head when i think about this crazy fuck, i just want to . but my pussy gets all excited. and what the hell am i suppose to do about it? i have no idea.

i got such a horrible e-mail from him last night. i mean really fucking angry. i can't fucking believe how much he is actually believe in that shit he made up in his seek, seek head. he is angry at me? i can't fucking believe it. really. makes me so fucking mad, when i think about it. but anyway.....................................

ohh, yes the e-mail. it was so fucking angry, that its actually made me laugh. i cuold just picture him, all pissed of, in front of his computer, just fucking slaming poor keyboard, and a smoke coming out of his ears, how much he hates me. poor, poor guy.

and me? all i want to do is fuck him. dumb, dumb bitch..................................................................

but, anyway its not like you really care about all this shit, that is going trough my head. and i don't blame you.

its time to make babys. i just wish i could.

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fuck, fuck, fuck.....................
just before i started to write all this, i was going to make some chicken salad. so i put this thing, that you boil water in on the stow, so i could boil a couple eggs. and i totally forgat about it. because all i can think of is this crazy fuck cock.

so now when i was done writing, i went to my kitchen, and holly fuck. my thing (well i am not sure how you call it. souse pan or something like this). this fucking thing melted to my stow! so i grabed and tried to pull it of off it. it came out together with this thing, that it melted to (the part of my stow). and when i was goung to open a lid, i burn the hell out of my fingers. but its not all. so i opend a cold water, to cool it off, and when i pure the water on this lid, the fucking thing blow up.

and all this why? because my pussy fucking with my mind!