18 years ago my family and i visited 'the little farm'. this farm had pigs, horses, sheep, and various farm animals you could pet. i did not realize that roosters do not like to be poked through the fence. mr. rooster turned around and pecked my finger, causing me to throw one of the largest tantrums i've ever had (next to breaking my head open on the railing). i can STILL remember flailing my finger around like it was on fire.
ugh. whatever. yes that was me. so what, i've liked playing with balls since i was a wee lass. fuck you. dont hate cuz i got beastality <3. im glad that horse kicked ur ass. i laughed. what a fucking mornon. who stands in front of a big ass horse anyway. oh well, fine with me. i was just getting you back for the spanking you got from me by your dad. stupid bitch. no need for u to go run and tattle that i broke u farmer in the dell pull toy when it was your own damn fault for having a blanket over it in your messy ass room. gosh, now that i think about it, you probaly set me up! fucker! ugh, im still bitter. oh well i zipped you up in your fucking bear rug and make u cry!!! yesssss i win! i always ended up winning. you big ass baby u just cry about everything. hahahahhhaahhhahahahha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
emily: "zach i love to look at pictures of you and your white fat ass cat on the roof of your new york shack. oh you model? i'm from jersey" i miss your alter ego
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i miss your alter ego
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