April 29, 2011

gag the silent bitch (with the dry lips)

dear i know what i am thinking right now diary,

i hate being the dog in the window. in fact, i don't mind being on display- as long as there is sound quality. but being still AND quiet sucks and i have a hard ass time doing it. it is for that reason i am scheduling this blog to publish while i am being restricted from running my mouth and making any sudden movements. this is what i wish i could be SCREAMING VIOLENTLY right now at this very fucking moment, while i stand with my butt cheeks scrunched together and my clean clothes on and, YES I AM WEARING MY FUCKING BOOTS.... here goes, in my tiny little whore brain, ima be standing up in front of the man in black (remember johnny cash is dead) and these words WILL be flying through my head i promise (just wanna make that really fucking clear,) "IMA WHORE IMA WHORE I FUCKED A DUDE WITH A TINY LITTLE DICK AND NOW I AM A WHORE AND I'M IN COURT CUZ IMA WHORE AND I HOPE I TURN AROUND AND SEE CUNTFACE AND IMA STICK MY TONGUE OUT ACROSS MY LIPS TO MOISTEN THEM CUZ IMA WHORE. A NASTY STANKY PUSSY WHORE." and if my swift tongue action gets me in trouble, LIKE SHE TRIED TO GET ME IN BEFORE- SAYING I STUCK MY TONGUE OUT AT HER ON THE STAND WHILE SHE TOLD LIES ABOUT ME- well i am ready for that too- i'm gunna bring my chapstik.