She cummed twice with fingers in her ***, from behind, while shaking at the knees.
She forgot about her two children and forgot about an ******* the same size, that man that sees his children monthly.
Which can often be something or someone small?
He works in a warehouse, an office with a purpose that’s old and full and lacking a life
Look at the mess she told me: -over the floor- “that’s *****”,
While on the dinner table
She said I take my pill
My partner and I had once together bought a corner suite,
that was too big
meaning so the children couldn’t play
"I got a smaller sofa which we could afford, but the kids started jumping over it again, and then the "two kittens climbed through
I started to think they ruined it all" but mainly everything
"Like the table that’s never or once used"
The table is always pushed to the side against the wall,
against the wall,
There were four chairs and a sofa and two children, who are sitting where’s or can sit down.
Never any conversation but good for *******
Then realised there no air in my lung, in the room, so goodbye
But there's a Text message saying, “Look what you did to me.”
The next “feeling pretty crap about last night to be fair “
“Yeah disappointed in myself, not sticking to what I said”
The chairs, the children, my humanity
I can’t afford and realised that before
twenty-one pounds to join a dating site- each date it the same- always wanting to talk about there past/their awful x partners.
it's painful the twenty-five pence