cunty fingers, he didn't make me come. it was all a good laugh, but i have lost my libido. it serves him right but serves me insecurity. i smell strange, and, apparently, feel, too (well, fuck you, mister my-penis-is-too-small). i feel strange, so strange i check the wrong mail.

on another note, this's being stuck when time hasn't stopped. i'm sorry times ten again.

Anton, se o ohi ny. en kykene enää koskaan rakastella, emmekä koskaan ehtineet rakastella.
"Jossun silmil 's aallot ne rikkois kalliot pehmeek hiekaks." anteek.