Whadup. This is your Barbie speaking. Well well, so Leo has already given you an idea of how it went down last night. So, I was looking to find my Shrimp all night, because we had desided to stay in touch on Saturday, but that bitch didn’t answer my sms (wtf is wrong with him?). I was pretty pissed off, and the night turned out to be CATA-fucking-STROPHIC on my side. It included trying to reject my friend’s ex in a nice way, being called a ”moviestar from the 50s”, a lot of alcohol and missing Crevette.
And I was the only one not getting a point that night, but i had my reason (the once-a-month reason). But I was really frustrated at that bitchy Shrimp whom I had planned to make out with.
Reasons why the Shrimp didn’t want to see me Saturday: He’s gay, he’s married (not probable, since he is like 8 yrs old. Yes, I am a cougar), he’s scared of me, he doesn’t like me that much, he has a girlfriend. I think it’s a mix between being scared and not being interested of me enough. Well, he missed out on something I would imagine is a 3 on the 6-scale. And yes, it includes my mouth and his dick.
Anywho, like Leo said, there were 3 guys desperately seeking to prada me last night. 1st, there’s my friend’s ex, then mr Boob Rapist (who always tries with me, but never has success, ew) and the Frog who went up to me and begged me to stay and fuck him. HMMMMM, NO duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuude. That bitch even said ”please”. What did he imagine? That i was gonna be all like: ”Ok, when you ask so politely, I could throw you a mercy jump.” I don’t think so. I’d rather be fingered by Edward Scissorhands than have you on top of me.
That’s that, I slept at E:s house so Leo could make sweet sweet fuck to him.Well, i was really happy about not accidently sleep with one of those losers. But I still can’t get over being dissed by that Shrimp. The sad part is that I want him more now. I know where he lives, in his little Shrimp apartment, and I will soon break in and rape him if it’s gonna carry on like this. I have NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEDS.
Well, we will see if i get my Shrimp fiesta. Otherwise I will dry my tears, move on and start FUCKIN PARIS.
xx
dimanche 3 mai 2009
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