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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Trickagottalottashouldaraptitghteritis

Kells kills it
Whore bath..dust my curtain

They must be fighting because now I’m worth talking to all of a sudden. Super cute you dropped her off at her friends ..like you guys have a healthy relationship and you are just getting your own time to yourselves. Yeah, fucking right! LMFAO! One of two things is happening. ..You guys are fighting and broke up, Again.  so, you dropped her off somewhere because she sure did message me on some dumb shit.   Or since she’s a trick. You dropped her to a John to make some money. Can’t blame ya. If my girl was slinging those saggy mutilated flappers around every tom dick and Harry… Then we can’t forget John, now can we? I’d be getting what I could from her ass too. At least More than just whatever rides over in her prison pouch once she rolls them bad babies up..lol

Too funny, you had some balls the other night though. The lumps aren’t balls honey. Herpagandasuphillitis or trickagottalottashouldaraptighteritis Is what I call it. I know u couldn’t afford your full transition but if it makes you feel better you’re more manly than the pathetic skin popsicle that probably left a trail of used tools rusting in your skank hole.  That’s awk..ward….. You know that infection corroding everything.. Hope you have PLPD on that dis’organ..mutalization..lol (I just puked in my mouth a little)🤮🍔🕳💨😵

Spiked punch

Your hearts made of stone
Chiseled by a spike made of ice
The freezer wielding that brick
I thought I’d thawed twice.

Watching only your back
Your frozen shoulder is turned
I should have  frostbite
But boy was I burned

I’m fueled now with a range
You’re vague and detached
Devouring flames so lethal
The devil himself stuck the match

Drowning waves of emotion
So quickly we sank
The blades stuck in my back
While certainly, I’m stepping your plank

Venomous words you’ve now spat
A snake filled with deceit
Shedding your scaly pretense
Vacating what’s removed at my feet

Abandoned in your shade
A grave dug for one
A bed of lies laid for me
6 feet under your sun

The frigid overwhelming
In my own private hell
Alone all that duration
Because you’re a spiked clammed-up shell

The table laying destroyed
You defiled the spread
devouring my affection selfishly
Displaying a menu mislead

I’m not hungry anymore

Heed this advice

For the love of God..please heed this 1 sliver of guidance if you take nothing else away from my book.
I’m gonna leap right into this one because it is a piece of information I feel needs to be advised and every guy has either said this or has listened to one of their friends say it… And it irritates my very soul.
” I made her climb the wall”
For fuck sakes guys… really?
You think this is a good thing…seriously?!
Noooo it isn’t!
If you go ask your woman.. because this is what she does everytime you go down on her and she contradicts me.. she’s lying and rightfully so since she’s had to fake that orgasm every single time..poor girl.. and you wonder why she’s permanently a bitch..
We get blue balls too..
If we’re not passed out or trying to feed you.. your duty is not performed and we’re pre-planning the next fight.. well that’s if you actually got us close to orgasming at all..
If she climbs the wall..lol and isn’t pissed.. than you really have work to do because your doing it all wrong..
Your to close to the clitorous if she is backing up…period!
Personal vagina navigation only..a little down and to the left.
While the location may be unique depending on the woman..our responses are not..
If we are shifting away in any way.. you’re not getting us to cum. We fake it just to make it end… or jerk your head up to kiss you..to make it stop..or instruct you to have intercourse with us.. So you will quit.
Seeing a pattern here..
If your where you need to be we will be clasping your head.. clenching our legs to keep you in position..or something of that character.. to prohibit you from moving.
If you’re doing it adequately.. your presumably not getting much oxygen either.. a round of applause for you my good sir! Enlighten your comrades of what’s really up!

If she doesn’t back up or hold your head in place.. she’s assembly is not even excited by you enough to conjure a fake orgasm and bitching in her head about your miserable attempt in satisfying a woman and wondering why she’s still there.
Sounds brutal but seriously it’s true.
If we love you we will fake it.. if we like you we will fake it.
Even if we orgasm..we fake many more just for you!
But that’s the dilemma ladies.
And we have let it go on long enough!!

Numerous men get so close. then start attempting to do some ridiculous trick.. right when we’re almost near climax.
Just don’t!! No ABCs or 1 2 3 s… if she’s responding stick to whatever your performing.. the switch.. is the fuck up.
And there went your bomb submarine sandwich for some generic alphabet soup.. That no one enjoyed.. Just saying

Don’t be confused..i know some men understand their way around the female physique.. but these men are vigilant to the reactions of their women or have been in a relationship with a woman who’s not intimidated to inform them what they want. as you will discover in this book..our body language confesses better than our mouths.
Except me. I’m always doing the most so I’m saying it louder for the modest women in the back I think we all can achieve the objective we crave.
You’re welcome!• Now that we have lightened the mood and set a little tone for the boundaries I don't plan on having for the greater portion of this writing. I'm setting out on a mission to see what men think they know about women. As well as hearing what they would like to know. I hope I get to Be pleasantly surprised. Plus I like to laugh. Should be interesting