So yea, I got up to Sam's shoulder and got him to give me his sammich, but now its all MINE!!!
MUAHAHAH!!
Macro is hard 0__0
I think I figured out why i'm doing these angry pictures.....
Its venting.... venting my sexual and emotional frustrations.
Sam is belong to
Samoya_Wulf
MUAHAHAH!!
Macro is hard 0__0
I think I figured out why i'm doing these angry pictures.....
Its venting.... venting my sexual and emotional frustrations.
Sam is belong to
Samoya_Wulf
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yea.. well, I need a sexually and emotionally providing partner.... it helps me deal with stress and stuffs, but since thats gone, I'm slowly building an overflow and soon I will snap. Kinda adds excitement when you wonder what I'll do. Being slightly abusive in an adorable pissy way takes a bit off that.
yea.. well, I need a sexually and emotionally providing partner.... it helps me deal with stress and stuffs, but since thats gone, I'm slowly building an overflow and soon I will snap. Kinda adds excitement when you wonder what I'll do. Being slightly abusive in an adorable pissy way takes a bit off that.
this is a pain i know all too well (smirk of irony)
my exbf backslid onto the party boy meth spiral to hell, and we split up just before my dad died after a 3 yr fight with cancer, then my best friend got lymphoma
Im in a new place, overworked, college semester coming up, empty bed, and the only thing I can really smile about is that i can still write to vent my stress or angst, and that my friends aren't put off by the fact that my clever comments sound unusually bitter lately.
what I do...as opposed to snapping completely...is write until I can't see straight, then go to bed mean a lot of editing in the morning, but so be it. Also...and weirdly...I find movies like Fight Club therapeutic. Sometimes you just gotta slide.
Breathe deep...it's only life
my exbf backslid onto the party boy meth spiral to hell, and we split up just before my dad died after a 3 yr fight with cancer, then my best friend got lymphoma
Im in a new place, overworked, college semester coming up, empty bed, and the only thing I can really smile about is that i can still write to vent my stress or angst, and that my friends aren't put off by the fact that my clever comments sound unusually bitter lately.
what I do...as opposed to snapping completely...is write until I can't see straight, then go to bed mean a lot of editing in the morning, but so be it. Also...and weirdly...I find movies like Fight Club therapeutic. Sometimes you just gotta slide.
Breathe deep...it's only life
Woot!
Your like my twin!
But i'm not that bad off.... sorry to hear about your father. My deepest condolences. And I hope your friend gets much better.
I just have college stress. my grades are horrible, so.... i'm hoping I can redeem myself by the end of the semester.
Life is hard and annoying. I need to be a god and flip everyone off.
Your like my twin!
But i'm not that bad off.... sorry to hear about your father. My deepest condolences. And I hope your friend gets much better.
I just have college stress. my grades are horrible, so.... i'm hoping I can redeem myself by the end of the semester.
Life is hard and annoying. I need to be a god and flip everyone off.
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