June 19, 2011

the green scream

dear dry mouth diary,

now my mouth is dry as sand hail. i need a drink. i prolly should get up off my big dumb ass and get one since nobody here in my eighty five million dollar mansion will wait on me. becky is chest up to the ceiling sound asleep, looking very sexy i might add, but she looks sexy no matter how she lays, sits, or stands. the bitch. i often find myself jealous of her, just because her ass is so firm and her skin reflects the light better and she gets more attention from the younger men when we go out together, oh and she struts when she walks- that used to really bother me, but i realize now- that is just how she walks. she does it when she doesn't know anyone is watching her- so it ain't a show. that's just her walk. since she lets me touch her anywhere i want, i don't get really upset when other people pet her- she doesn't let them touch her like i can- she sets her boundaries. she has no boundaries with me. that's what i like most about her- how she isn't afraid of me- even though she prolly does know i am jealous because you know all women can tell when other bitches are green around the edges- even when it ain't for show. SHOUT OUT CUNTFACE.