ooh what happened kay man? If I had some revenge I'd be fine. But why do I need it? well, you may not NEED it, but come on that wanker deserves a bit stabbing.
Oh, I need it. That's the scary thing. I can't get him out of my head, and not in the sense that I harbour any kind of affection for him - in the way that I want to gouge his eyes out with my thumbs
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*is incredibly thick and therefore asks an incredibly thick question* you are talking about Paul yes? Obviously, since I am stupid enough to even ask that question, I can't have any good advice to dispense can I? No, that's what I thought. Therefore I will shut up, abort my mission to make you feel better in any way, shape or form as it probably won't make the slightest bit of difference and instead, sit here and hope you feel better and Paul is ravaged to the point of unbearable pain and certain death by several large and sexually fustrated polar bears. Which is a shame since I quite like polar bears, and it must be awful to put them through that sort of ordeal. Anyway. Apologies and much huggy-lovey-nice-squishyness-without-being-weird. .x.
Lol, thank you. The imagery is nasty and I think the bears will need intensive therapy, the poor things, but you have put a smile on my face. And a shudder, but the smile is predominant.
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see you tonight, hope you feel better.xxxxx
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