diamonds are forever
i've noticed that my more properly worded and/or decent, scandal-free entries don't really grab the attention of any of my readers O.o perhaps i'm lacking the rage (as my posts are described by candice :p) and should tell people to sod off more lol or i just need to post up more pictures of food from malaysia :P
with all the delicious rumors being passed about, elevating my dull "normal" status to enticingly promiscuous kinky sex princess, i encountered my first sleazy in-game tell while minding my own business melting faces in arathi basin:
(of course, like *cough* all of us, this poor unknown chap was merely a little puppet to deliver the remarks because the actual person who wanted to say it has yet to GROW SOME BALLS. so much for "always being honest" with me. sorry, it's no fun if i'm going to censor shit out.)
dwarf warr: i heard you're kinda kinky... wanna have some fun? =p
me: sorry honey, you're not really my type ;)
*pause for face melting*
me: calis might be right up your alley though ;)
*pause for more face melting and awaiting the agm decision over their vent*
dwarf warr: threesome then?
*pause to think: bitch or saint, hmm*
me: sure... you, calis and bullet? ^^;
*crickets*
should've said they can't afford me ;) that would've fanned the embers a little for a longer and more entertaining conversation lol menyampah (translation: it's uhm, bad lol) as fuck.
if i could rewrite m! the opera, i'd call it m! the drama. not as stylistic, but guaranteed 100% more entertaining... that is, if you like long-winded scripts the epitome of beating a dead horse over and over again O.o
you like listening to me bitch right? so listen up lover.
you're such a lying asswipe.
assholes i can tolerate, but liars are just pushing it.
you know what bugs me? yeah, because they are coming from you.
from the meaningful little phone call while doing the dishes, the sound of music when i fell asleep by my keyboard to the sleepily giggled "good morning"s. forgot all that? or are you so blinded by your EGO you fail to remember all that was good and sincere (on my part, not too damn sure about yours now) while you're busy swallowing lies like the good little boy you are?
disappointment hardly fits the description. goodbye respect.
don't play with fire if you can't handle the heat.
that being said, it's over and done with. people make mistakes (you're proof that i make very stupid ones apparently) and we learn from them.
MOVE ON with your life and LEAVE ME ALONE.
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now tuned in with
the sexy red iPod... and Daydreamin' with Lupe Fiasco.
I want to swing! And by swing, I mean Lindy. You perverts.
It's tough. Everyone here just wants to Salsa. I won't disagree that Salsa is one hell of an enticing dance, but the shallow-minded fucks here are too busy worried about how good they look (or how good their partner make them look etc etc) instead of actually dancing and having fun. Boys, you know you're one of the shallow assholes if you've only asked a girl to dance because she's hot (even though she's got two left feet) and you ask the butt ugly/average-looking ones to dance ONLY if they're damn good at what they do... then honestly, you don't really deserve to dance, period.
She's the picture, you're the frame. It's your job (or rather, leading ability) to make her look good.
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zomg ./kinky thoughts