Some bitches try to act like they have a lot to live for. I know better, they forget that I saw them when their sister brought them home from having an abortion of her daddy’s baby. Oh wait, does that sound like a specific Jennifer from the park? Anyway, some stuck-up cunt wads like to talk shit about me being a dirty cum rag like it’s supposed to insult me. Bitch, I rub my wet cunt to snuff fantasies, you can’t shake me with your bullshit. I just hit a little something, and so I’m a little something, ok?
I was raised around some of the nastiest cock junkies around, in my own damn house. So I learned how fucking depraved some shit can get. Sometimes I want to get off and tap out. I get off when I’m getting railed by some mother fucker and he has a knife to my throat. I beg him to cut me, to bleed me out, and goddamn kill me. The fucking blood tease won’t draw the first drop of crimson red. Sometimes I think about getting fucked up and letting him gag me with his big hand until I go out forever.