Speak of the devil. Guess who is on her way over here now? The very woman who invited the police into my house. I have not seen her for at least three or four weeks now so this should be interesting. Last time we talked she told me I was too immature and too selfish and too jealous and all this other nonsense and said we were through! LoL
LOL Well, hopefully it ends well today.
I just performed surgery on myself!
I sometimes get cysts that have disgusting junk inside them. No matter how much I shower, I still get them. So, I sliced my neck open with a razor blade (Just a small incision) and drained it myself.
She has some magic power over me where I am completely helpless in that I just can not be madly, crazy, head over heels in love with her. When she pulled up her dress and showed me she didn't have anything on underneath I nearly died. It was pretty funny later when we got dressed again and came back into the house and Verle noticed that her bra was outside of her clothes. I don't think I left her any brains.
Yup. Only enough blood to fill one head at a time.
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