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The Lonely Dildo

Alexander Rock
It’s stuffy in here and dark and I’m all dried out. God-damn it smells too. They blame me, her stupid underwear. They think I smell but I tell them I get washed just as much as they do. And they get used way more often. They used to be jealous of me. They might get cycled through once every two weeks, but me, I was working every day, sometimes twice. Damn bitchy ass underwear. Ever since she started seeing Richard, that cunt faced douche, she never even touches me. The day she first brought
Sunday, September 7th, 2014


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