ah, good morning. i think i owe you an explanation as to why you're in this cell. see, my 12 rainbow dash tulpas are always starving, and i'm losing sleep from the screaming and hunger pangs. i'm starting to feel desperate. i've been keeping them tame by stealing ducks and geese from the park, cats and dogs off the streets. but 3 days ago, i ran out. the world is barren. my body burns with their needs. just, pure anguish. i've been watching you from your windows for a long time now. you're pathetic, and lonely. nobody will miss you, or even notice that you're gone. so i brought you here. i had to numb you and knock you out, sorry. do you see the bite marks on your arms and legs? yeah. i uh, had some trouble on the way here. you're lucky i managed to keep them under control long enough for me to drag you all this way. and i'm telling you now, this will be nowhere near enough to stop the pain. but hopefully it'll keep them sated, just, make the screaming stop.

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Sorry for Blood Eagling your purebred greyhound. I found her rooting through my Lily of the Valley patch last night. Assuming she would die soon, I went ahead and took the liberty of putting her down to ease her suffering, and practicing my technique so I could kill two birds with one stone— or one dog with one Blood Eagle, so to speak! But yeah it never occurred to me that in doing so I would increase her suffering immeasurably. Anyways I’m sorry. She’s still in the garage if you want to go see her. Pretty sure she’s still kicking too. Sturdy little thing. Hey! If you take the body I can drive you to the vet? I make pretty good time in my little red accord, if I don’t say so myself. Gets great mileage. You wouldn’t believe. And to think my ex husband left it to me! Said it was a vehicle fit for treacherous wenches like me. Can you imagine that? What a. Genuine d-♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥♥.

i live in your attic, gamer girl. i play in your computer room every night when you go to sleep. i clear your fridge, finish off all the half drank coffee mugs in your bedroom, then take a huuuuuuge whiff of your pink sanrio gamer chair. i've been doing this for years but i think you just haven't noticed because you're kinda slow. i see your report card on the fridge and yeah. you're a little bit dumb. mr. porter says you're a pleasure to have in class, though. well anyway, i'm writing to you because your cat bit me so i think i may die soon. i have crawled into the vent directly above your bed, and will remain here until my demise. you might want to stop sleeping with your mouth open for a while. signed, your gamer boy

GIVE ME ALL THE TF2 CARDS

In America, some people want small Mommy gf with small milky, but we need to make sure that the tent's big enough for Mommy gf with biggy milky and penis my god I need this I want this in my life so ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ bad I would kill for it I can imagine the feeling of her thrusting inside me as I sucky milky.