I watched her sipping from MY cocktail. Things hadn’t changed. She was still the selfish boob sucker she was as a kid, and now with alcohol too. “Darling,” I said to her, trying to remain calm. “You’re lactose intolerant, remember? ” But maybe she was high as a kite, it wouldn’t be the first.

wishesformakebelieving said: I watched her sipping from MY cocktail. Things hadn't changed. She was still the selfish boob sucker she was as a kid, and now with alcohol too. "Darling," I said to her, trying to remain calm. "You're lactose intolerant, remember? " But maybe she was high as a kite, it wouldn't be the first.

Indeed I was high as a kite. The world seemed to make more sense, everything had a clear meaning; I could see how every object, every living creature, every microorganism worked together, cooperated together in creating life’s very fine balance.

Also everything was bacon.

“Well mother,” I responded as I reached out, ripping your tube top open with one motherfucking pull. I eyed the goods and my mouth was instantly on one pepperoni nipple, sucking away like I was dying of thirst. “I know you want this as much as I want it.~”

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