You sure you ain't from Akron fam? I'm pretty sure I read about you the other day
. My dad damn near snapped my neck breaking it up. Our relationship was very uneasy for a while. I believed she completely resented she had me and she probably thought I felt the same. Over time wounds would heal and my mother continued to be there for me as a mother should. But even til this day, I have a hard time telling her I love her. And it's definitely not because I don't, it's because I don't think she believes me.
this just sounds like the trials and tribulations of life bruh. people have disfunction in their familial circles. **** happens.I'm going to hit you guys with something real. If you feel the need to humiliate me after reading, please do so, it's deserved.
I lost my virginity the summer of 97, headed to 8th grade. Had no idea what I was doing, so I let the freak get on top.I wanted to make sure I knew what I was doing for the next time so I started ordering pron. I'd make sure I was the first to get the mail so my mother wouldn't see the bill, thinking they would never catch it. I did it for about two months. No fappin, just trying to learn. A bill was delivered on a Saturdat morning, leaving me no chance to grab it. I could hear my mom yelling to someone on the phone in my sleep. Next, I could hear her stomping down hall, and within secs I could feel her punch me in the face. She hit me about 5 times, cursing me out and what not. She left out still cursing me out, then quickly came back and start hitting me again. At this point, the balance of being a mother and a friend was damaging our relationship, being she had been more my friend. Remind you, she had me at 16, a child raising a child. So our relationship had been too buddy buddy for too long. When my interest in girls peaked is when we start to bump heads. As much as it hurts to say, the second time she came back to hit on me I couldn't take it and started fighting her backchick came on her cycle during
. My dad damn near snapped my neck breaking it up. Our relationship was very uneasy for a while. I believed she completely resented she had me and she probably thought I felt the same. Over time wounds would heal and my mother continued to be there for me as a mother should. But even til this day, I have a hard time telling her I love her. And it's definitely not because I don't, it's because I don't think she believes me.
All over some cable pron
dafax lol
... I'm going to hit you guys with something real. If you feel the need to humiliate me after reading, please do so, it's deserved.
I lost my virginity the summer of 97, headed to 8th grade. Had no idea what I was doing, so I let the freak get on top.I wanted to make sure I knew what I was doing for the next time so I started ordering pron. I'd make sure I was the first to get the mail so my mother wouldn't see the bill, thinking they would never catch it. I did it for about two months. No fappin, just trying to learn. A bill was delivered on a Saturdat morning, leaving me no chance to grab it. I could hear my mom yelling to someone on the phone in my sleep. Next, I could hear her stomping down hall, and within secs I could feel her punch me in the face. She hit me about 5 times, cursing me out and what not. She left out still cursing me out, then quickly came back and start hitting me again. At this point, the balance of being a mother and a friend was damaging our relationship, being she had been more my friend. Remind you, she had me at 16, a child raising a child. So our relationship had been too buddy buddy for too long. When my interest in girls peaked is when we start to bump heads. As much as it hurts to say, the second time she came back to hit on me I couldn't take it and started fighting her backchick came on her cycle during :x
I'm going to hit you guys with something real. If you feel the need to humiliate me after reading, please do so, it's deserved.
I lost my virginity the summer of 97, headed to 8th grade. Had no idea what I was doing, so I let the freak get on top.I wanted to make sure I knew what I was doing for the next time so I started ordering pron. I'd make sure I was the first to get the mail so my mother wouldn't see the bill, thinking they would never catch it. I did it for about two months. No fappin, just trying to learn. A bill was delivered on a Saturdat morning, leaving me no chance to grab it. I could hear my mom yelling to someone on the phone in my sleep. Next, I could hear her stomping down hall, and within secs I could feel her punch me in the face. She hit me about 5 times, cursing me out and what not. She left out still cursing me out, then quickly came back and start hitting me again. At this point, the balance of being a mother and a friend was damaging our relationship, being she had been more my friend. Remind you, she had me at 16, a child raising a child. So our relationship had been too buddy buddy for too long. When my interest in girls peaked is when we start to bump heads. As much as it hurts to say, the second time she came back to hit on me I couldn't take it and started fighting her backchick came on her cycle during :x
First, I didn't poop in anyone's driveway, that was the other I poop'd outside dude, lol.
Jamaican men dont care about size. Pumpum is pumpum.
Should've been using wipes fam, where you been?
Was on laxatives due to popping percs the other week. Drank a frapp from starbucks and that **** hit like a ton of bricks while driving. Pulled over with the quickness to an arco/am pm and both bathrooms were locked. Walked back to the ride real slow to keep it in but knew that **** was coming out. Seen a Kmart and exited. Calculated that by the time I make it in I would've failed so I Pulled to the back of the store where it was dark, grabbed my work out towel and looked for a level platform. Released with the power of a hemi while looking if bystanders were rolling through. Wiped and went to my gym to shower
