Tuesday, September 13, 2011
My shorts keep falling down maybe I have lost a bit of weight? They're so loose, I have to keep pulling them up, I must have lost weight I suppose I have been eating quite healthily and skating a bit and well not really eating healthily but drinking a lot instead of eating which is sort of a bit almost like a diet and probably means I'd lose weight, except aren't there lots of calories in beer or something? But still they're so loose maybe I should buy a belt...oh no wait my fly is undone.
I have just been to the supermarket and I bought a pack of 12 Babybels and now I have three left. I wish that everything in the world was made of Babybels so that I could eat it all, if that tree over there was a Babybel I would eat it and that lamp post too and that dog, I'd eat them all and if you were a Babybel I'd eat you too.
Monday, September 12, 2011
Last night I dreamed I was back in Memphis and they had built a car park over the place where I was raped. It was sunny. I walked across the concrete and stood looking at a rusty old car that had its back wheels parked where my head hit the floor. I thought this should make me feel something, but it didn't.
Friday, September 09, 2011
I'm in the dance tent and it's loud and packed and some sweaty guy is grinning and talking to me and I can't hear what he is saying so I am just nodding and grinning and hoping that he will stop soon and go away because if he carries on maybe he will notice that my hand is wrapped around my boyfriend's cock and his fingers are fucking me hard.