One of you continues to **** my head E-mailing from HP covertly unprovoqued. Your hateful angry senseless defecated words are your property not me.
"My roses aren't planted in your dark nasty places for your misery and pain" You aren't the center of my Universe come out from your dark cloud stop your pooping rain on me find another victim.
Satan doesn't want you in hell and God won't let you in heaven. ~~~ By: karijinbba, 2020.
Elizabeth Henry his child molester girl friend nurse from hell 1983 present the other Charles manson advocates susan WR ratano Arthur Rat human predators traficants users haters womb less childless **** have no life Jeff A, John Ch no cojones only selfish agendas blind deaf mute habitual drug user ******* snakes in every mother's paradise sadistic Nazis hiding under a new flag named Susan W Rat ta ta no HP and Facebook should require finger printing to create accounts on here to not allow bullies maggots the stalker, sociopaths writing about their excrement Cease and desist.
mama, i made someone happy yesterday! i smiled as the door opened just as i always did it was my first time to be chosen to be honest i was so nervous they made me try out so many clothes they said i had to look as pretty as i should they said they were trying to bring out my youthful look... i never thought that meant more skin. more chest. more legs. he was an old man wrinkles ravaged round his face yet his smile had no blemish he stared at me and chose me almost immediately i was never more proud yet i was clueless of what next to do i should have wrote to you as early as then but as soon as we arrived at my 'new home' or at least that was how he called it he called me to his room he nearly had to kneel in order to see me eye to eye i thought he was going to hug me as he leaned in he just undid my bra his hands were huge they cover almost my whole chest he asked me to take of my shorts and he was smiling for once i knew i was doing something right i barely slid my undergarment off and he pressed me against the unsuspecting bed he grabbed both my legs as he told me to open them while he tole me to close my eyes he started pushing against me it was so so hard so painful relentless excrutiating i had to bite my tongue to stop myself from screaming i think i was bleeding? i felt the blood pour out i couldn't take it. i couldn't ask him to calm down it was just way too fast he was panting breathing heavily grunting driving himself too hard it was like he could run out of breath i wanted to make him stop i really did trust me. but as soon as i tried to shout or help him or something he fell over don't worry though he was still breathing and his face he just looked way too happy i was paralyzed the rest of the day until now i can barely stand up but he was just so in bliss i hope you're proud of me mama. he said earlier he'd be taking me back to the warehouse later i don't know why though. do you think he'll tell them i've been a good daughter? i hope so.