I USE YOUR NAME IN VAIN.

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i talked on the phone with the raddest mind rapist ever last night and then i video chit chatted with him and he has a nice face he was drunk on whiskey and had an expensive but awesome photo frame in the background. he has stairs that lead to nowhere and a warm looking blanket. i drew on blue post it notes for him and showed off my retainer. he was the nicest person alive and he tried to psychoanalyze me. 
i got off on teasing his eyeballs and then he called me out on it.
i probably do not get as much attention as someone like me is use to and that is a fucking sin.


whiskey makes her clothes fall off?