I repeat yet again: if you have to ask me whether I want to be on a specific filter, you haven't been paying attention. I want to know when you breathe, if your breath matters enough to you to write about it.
bratman says that if you married me and I took you somewhere, you'd run off with the first steroided musclebear who said hi to you and you'd break my heart.
I am a man of my word...it is all I have. And, btw, how am I going to run away with someone else if I'm shackled to your bed wanting nothing more than to worship at your alter? Sheesh!?
PS I don't like steroided guys...bitch titts, raisin nuts, mood swings, and tantrums do nothing for me!
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Date: 2006-10-04 05:46 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-10-04 05:50 am (UTC)I think my arse just puckered...marry me?
LOL
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Date: 2006-10-04 06:13 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-04 07:58 am (UTC)PS
I don't like steroided guys...bitch titts, raisin nuts, mood swings, and tantrums do nothing for me!
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Date: 2006-10-04 02:05 pm (UTC)*exhales*
That is a very sweet thing to say to those whom you read.
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Date: 2006-10-04 02:24 pm (UTC)Or, do we need your permission to breathe, too?
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Date: 2006-10-06 06:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-04 03:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-10-04 05:36 pm (UTC)And I'm no pussy, goddamnit!
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Date: 2006-10-05 01:25 am (UTC)