Crusty ass bitch

So for those few followers I have. I guess I should update you on the current adventures. So..the skank has been gone since my last writing..ya know where he dropped her off to her john and never went back for her. LMFAO ugh so glad to not have to spend my days staring at that deformed-looking cunt sack trying to comprehend what her current gender status is. I say cunt sack emphasizing both words. I imagine she has massive nasty pussy lips that are so filled with infection that they suspend, mimicking the male genitalia in a need to go visit a member of the c.d.c. kinda way..someone please quarantine the troll because the crusties she’s dumping off in her wake are stinking up the place..lol

Believe it or not, spike and I are back together and truthfully better than before..(until he reads this I’m sure lol). In all fairness, though I said what I said.. most was in my feels but essentially all true.. minus some insults. Shit, if I were him I’d be proud to have a girl as ingenious as me and man I sure can describe in an exceedingly disturbing tone. Not to note the amount of time and energy I disburse on this man. Your fucking prevailing from where I sit.. your welcome!

Crusty mofos

Anyway….

It was fun sending the ghost of skanks passed a few memos though.. she is still lingering. Wanting him to pick her up and it’s been almost 2 months. so you can fold in the moldy trap door bitch.. he’s not Cumming and no one’s knocking. I wager she cried herself to sleep.. perhaps still does..ha ha mother fucking ha.

Yea I’m fucked up…I didn’t make myself this way..just call me the yield of mass destruction..a survivor of traumas so surreal that having an occasional chuckle at the casualty of irrelevant tricks that make my life longer is the only sincere tone to laugh out loud.. no lol..lol

Back to the basis of my writings…Jason Stedman, you really do know your shit.. my investigation with your guidance was epic.. got my man back.. even after I did some crazy but crucial schemes. A slight bit of stalking..aka altered my everyday route home from work.. parked the convertible behind some headstones with a few girlfriends just down the road from his house.. day drank waiting for the traps I set up to pay off.. while my best friends mom kept me broadcasted via text.. only to get detected in effort bagging up everything in his trailer that I purchased or partook in his accumulating of it.

All that was before I learned about the corroded creature..kelly..ugh even her name voices something that would bubble from an appendage that was found sponging any sewage it came across merely to be chucked in the dumpster behind the dope man’s place. Don’t feel bad for her.. she’s right at home.. when you head to the east side and breathe in decomposing meat. it’s not flints body count. it’s Kelly’s jelly running down her leg and she lost count. The fuck?

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Dirty Desperate and Disgusting

I’m so angry right now I can hardly give attention to anything besides the voice in my head screaming don’t catch a case.
The audacity of some men…
You’re not even going to rinse your dick before you let that critter slob on it?
How fucking disgusting!
Your scum and I can’t help but speculate that not only do you know that, but you embrace it!

To believe that you are the same guy that cried in my arms the previous night.
The exact guy that kissed my forehead this morning and I thanked them for being an incredible friend.
The last laugh will be mine though.
I’m gonna sit my crazy ass right outside and I know ur anxious about what I’m doing.
So much so, that sucking my pussy off his dick isn’t gonna get him there baby girl.
Here’s the thing….
Your hero, lol as you name him is just a fraud who can’t even afford a cape. He sure does wear that mask adequately enough though, huh?
I had a suspicion you would be with him.. maybe it was a feeling in my gut or maybe it was the slim trail left behind you from the inability to pry your saggy cunt sack off the pavement that had confirmed your presence.
Either way, your enthusiasm to feast on my sloppy seconds proudly… Gives me just a little shot of joy…Chased with last night’s dinner!

Delighted your okay being concealed away in a camper crammed with waste though. It’s a very suitable location for a person of your desperate disposition.

One thing I’ve realized from your writings Jason is that self-worth and self-respect are desirable to men.

Even though I could have been more grown-up when I declared openly to her that he fucked me less than 8 hours ago and I hope my pussy tastes good.
I can’t imagine knowingly having a dirty dick in your chops illuminates self-respect of any type.

Either way, I don’t want him back.
I am gonna ensure they have a favorable juncture once they are finished though.
Which understand me when I say..I’ll see her in 10… I recognize all too well his shortcomings. Lmfao

Bravo, that was timely..lol and I know the only satisfaction you had girl was walking out here, with him.. smirking at me.
At least you are honest about how I taste touch, But to counter your question, no, I’m not gonna let you sample the source.
I can obtain a female that is much more forgiving to the eyes and the abdomen if that were my inclination.

Jason Stedman’s writings discuss captivating the kind of men who are mature and prepared for the real thing. That’s the actual objective here anyways. I’m not striving to get a participation ribbon that was plucked from the ass of a grotesque individual masquerading in a man suit.
I deserve the reward that genuine love has to offer a woman like myself.

I had to voice this insufficient rant so I am prepared to complete the chapter on pitiful people I manage to imprison myself with. Now let me get on with my learning on how to catch him and keep him.
Not caught him and keep catching him up.