What the hell....
Mar. 30th, 2015 04:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Did I enter some bizarro land without anyone telling me? I mean, I'm cool if Kenya is tired every now and then, but that hornball doesn't go a whole week without at least a hand job. He doesn't have the guts to cheat, and if he did, he would never see Tia again. But he's fucking hiding something and it's pissing me off. If something is happening at work, why won't you just tell us, Kenya? Why am I resorting to this fucking post because you seem to only say at most five words to me every day? Can't you see that you're fucking messing with Senri's already fragile head? If you don't want to have sex, what the fuck ever, but the least you could do is treat us like your boyfriends. I'm going to be staying in Senri's room until you can figure this the fuck out.
...And because I'm not in the mood to be a hypocrite, there is something I need to discuss with you and Senri. Nothing current, but a skeleton in my closet that I need to let out. Because I love my boyfriends and want them to know everything because I'm a decent person.
...And because I'm not in the mood to be a hypocrite, there is something I need to discuss with you and Senri. Nothing current, but a skeleton in my closet that I need to let out. Because I love my boyfriends and want them to know everything because I'm a decent person.