This is about being upset. Itzy bitzy easy breezy upset. It is when you stomp your
foot to the ground. It is when you scream. It is when your arms akimbo, you look
dissatisfied and think that it is going to help you. It is like you ate a bad fruit. Ate
something tasting like shit and spat it out saying fucking hell. It is when you turn your
back against the world and swear you never want to see it again. It is to cry your
eyes out in a public toilet, loudly sneezing to you sleeve and can’t stop feeling this way. Angry maybe, possibly, little, more than upset, still the feeling is under control. Apologizing for feeling this way. There there, don’t spoil the fun everyone else is having. There is nothing wrong. Don’t be such a bore, difficult whiner, a demanding bitch. We are having so much fun here and all we don’t want to see will be hidden. Upset, it is when your face makes expressions of grumpy and you look ugly and you are so at mercy of your emotions you can’t help it. It is to be in a bad mood.
Are you pregnant? Are you having PMS? It is when you and only you dare to have the audacity to show negative feelings and express them verbally in a way they happen to come out. Irrationally and humiliatingly and it feels so right, but you are told you are behaving like a child and you are the one to be punished for you outburst.
Kuukausi: elokuu 2019
Dear Sayed Se Ja Se Nussi, who is writing for Abdullah Se Nussi, I don’t think this is very interesting to me, but I hope others may enjoy my spam. Regards, The Bearded Lady, A fairy-like heavy-weight lifter on high heels spam-tamer splash-splash and whip.
Inquiry Laadidaa. Do you feel sick? I do.
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Sir
I am an Aid to late Muammar Gaddafi Intelligence Chief, Abdullah Al-Senussi who is in detention after he was arrested at Nouakchott airport Mauritania. The Libyan prosecutor general has sent an extradition request to the Mauritanian government through Interpol for him to return home for fair trial in Libya. As regards to this, he has asked me to move some of his funds to an offshore account hence my contact with you. I want to solicit your attention on to receiving funds on his behalf considering your experience in implementing corporate solutions and vast years of business intelligence and because my status would not permit me to do this alone putting into consideration the current events in Libya. If you are interested to help us on this transaction, be aware that you will be well compensated. Let me know if you can help us so I can discuss among other things the security and procedures to move the fund to you as soon as possible. Awaiting your reply Thanks Sayed Se ja Se Nussi
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Yeast infection song
Erotika
Erotika, Erotika, vittu, Erotika.
Ohje tyttärelle
Ohjeet tyttärelle kun hän menee naimisiin.
Sytytä tuli takapihalle ja lämmitä sadevettä padassa.
Jos sattuu tuulemaan, niin sijoita pesuvadit siten, ettei savu tule silmiisi. Sekoita lipeää kiehuvaan veteen. Lajittele pyykki kolmeen pinkkaan, yhteen valkoiset, toiseen kirjavat ja kolmanteen työvaatteet ja rievut. Sekoita perunajauhoja kylmään veteen tasaiseksi puuroksi ja ohenna se sitten kiehuvalla vedellä sopivaksi tärkiksi. Hiero pyykkiä pesulautaa vasten, hankaa kovasti, keitä. Hiero myös kirjavat, mutta älä keitä niitä. Huuhtele ne ja kierrä kuiviksi. Nosta valkopyykki padasta pesukartulla. Huuhtele ensin pelkällä vedellä ja sitten sinikuulaa käyttäen kierrä kuivaksi. Levitä vaatteet ruohikolle kuivumaan, ripusta rievut aidalle, kaada huuhteluvesi eläimille, pese lämpimällä pesuvedellä eteisen lattia, muuta yllesi puhdas leninki, kampaa tukkasi, keitä itsellesi kupillinen vahvaa kahvia, lepuuta itseäsi keinutuolissa ja ajattele kuinka hyvä sinun on olla.
Tuhka
Säilytä kannellisessa astiassa. Siivilöi tuhka lipeäksi. 1 litra vettä, 1 kilo tuhkaa saippuaan. Tuhka laitetaan tiheään pussiin ja kastellaan kylmällä vedellä. Keitetään tunnin ajan.
2008/How to draw a penis.
Pieces of human to put to together, to draw a penis, to make sense of male organ, which has a purpose, a meaning, especially cultural meaning and symbolism. To copy what the eye sees, how in detail one should go, how close can you get. How brain understands what it sees with this baggage as what is named and there, understand a function and many functions, where an organ belongs, what it does , what it is, to what category of thought and action it goes. To draw a body part which is so loaded, that it must be hidden.
How to draw a bambi?
How to draw a bambi?
How to draw a bambi?
You need to ditch that chewing gum.
You think about the
bambi gliding puzzled on ice with other drawn characters in the movie.
You will shit on yourself when you die. Timeless truth which makes you want to eat less.
Take a pen and draw big eyes.
Imagine babylike head of a deer.
Cuteness, big eyelashes, watery watery
puzzled eyes. Start with kind strokes with the pen like you were petting the head with your hand. Draw outlines and hair bit by bit, slowly. What kind of ears do bambis’ (bombs) have?
Kind of delicate but large.
I wanna be a model and be seen by many. I wanna be discovered, I wanna be found, I wanna be rich.
I wanna be a model and be seen by many. I wanna be discovered, I wanna be found, I wanna be rich.
Hi, my name is, hi my name is, Hi, my name is, I would really like to be a model, I would really like to be a model, I would really like to be a model, a high fashion model, a high fashion model. I am sixteen years of age, I am fifteen, I am eighteen years of age. I come from Russia, I come from Latvia, I come from Poland. I have long blond hair and blue eyes, I weight fifty kilos and am 175 centimeters tall. I can walk and look the look. I love high heels and miniskirts and I turn the heads on the street when I walk. I have been told I could be a model, because I am beautiful and slank. That is what you want, isn’t it. Here is my picture. I also have a portfolio of poses taken by a professional photographer. To be in a magazine on front page is my dream and to be admired. True woman is feminine and takes care of her femininity.
Despair? What despair?
A poem for monsters. How much is in you to give? A test.
Can you love an ugly child? Fat, tiny, whiny and useless, suddenly appearing into your life? Is it organic or manufactured, artificial or natural?
Can you love an ugly child who looks like trouble growing with hunger and thirst, who does not belong here or anywhere but needs a place to stay? Whose whole being yells how out of place she is even though she is quietly looking at you.
Can you give affection to a little beast who is an image of you? Maybe forgotten and hidden. Who reminds you of your weaknesses, your desires which you cannot attend to and fulfil because of that visible existence of someone new, an invader, an intruder grabbing you from your gut. Sounds like a leach.
Can you put priorities of your own aside and love someone with two heads and a heart that pounds noise in which nobody can sleep, unconditionally, without saying you owe me?
Screaming, needy and pathetic, noisier and messier. Heads following sudden ideas, not obeying anything said. Someone with three legs, several hands and wide open mouths nonstop.
Can you love an ugly child that needs to be loved more than you could ever imagine, loved more than you love yourself?
Put all your warmth on that tiny body that breaks everything just to try out what happens? How much warmth do you have to spare and what changes?











