Every time I see sunlight bursting through a thigh gap, I’m instantly reminded of Fatboy Slim’s Halfway Between The Gutter And The Stars.
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My home will be spotless, but your body will never be.
There is nothing sadder than having to tell a man to hit you harder 🙁
My first time hitting a woman (in that far away land called “the early ‘90s”) she had to tell me to go harder, and it literally killed the relationship.… Read the rest “”
You know you are one trivial, irritating twat when someone goes to this much trouble to shut you up.
If you didn’t want your ass beaten, then why were you born a whore? Seems like it would have been easier to just be a normal girl, but you couldn’t even get that much right, you mindless little fuck-up.
Pathetic.
lol a post by scumdoll just made me think of this.
There absolutely *must* be another season of *Party Down* sometime soon. I have to believe in the dream.
I like to set impossible goals for you and then slowly, steadily destroy your soul with an unending recitation of your failures.
That’s something we have in common, I know.
Wouldn’t it be something if you could actually cum with a man who wanted to hear what you think or how you feel? I bet it would really make you feel special.
But alas…
I don’t believe in unfair discrimination. You deserve to have your tits hurt just as much as the next whore, even if you don’t have any.