...
It just dawned on me...
I know now why I feel so guilty.
* Violet masturbates some more, well aware that it's just making things worse.
I'll never hate-fuck myself again... only self-rape is acceptable from now on.
And that's probably how I'll greet my parents when they get home: "I don't want this! My hand is forcing this-ungh... upon me!"
It just dawned on me...
I know now why I feel so guilty.
* Violet masturbates some more, well aware that it's just making things worse.
I'll never hate-fuck myself again... only self-rape is acceptable from now on.
And that's probably how I'll greet my parents when they get home: "I don't want this! My hand is forcing this-ungh... upon me!"
Please give me a home where cloud buffalo roam
Where the dear and the strangers can play
Where sometimes is heard a discouraging word
But the skies are not stormy all day
