Just lettin yall know, I’ve turned anon back on, so yall can ask me shit again haha
Megan and I are gonna start running an advice blog together called Heart of The Matter. Follow us and feel free to ask for advice on anything at all:
farmprincess95 asked: Aww what happened to your hand?
Nothing major, and when I say bandaged I mean my mom forced band-aids on it… lmao. Nah last night when I was takin out the trash and went to close the lid on it something sharp cut through my middle finger and I lost like almost a quart of blood from it, it was pretty deep. I’m literally standing there like “hey look at that.. whatever” and my mom’s going “OH MY GOD YOU’RE BLEEDING!!” so I mean it ain’t nothin major but I can’t touch anything with it directly or it feels like sin because the nerves on it are exposed from the way it was cut. Which means I can’t be pressing it down on a string..and that sucks.. lol
Hey, here ya go.
This bitch just texted me, with her asshole boy toy, telling me how much better the new guy is than me. How his “12 incher” (haha.. right) is why she left me for him. Since I’m on here a lot, somehow I’m not a “real” country guy. Yet all this guy can say is “blowjob pussy pussy blowjob haha dick dumbass.” I have never fought with this bitch over anything and yet she says we fought over stupid stuff…which we didn’t. Half the time, she couldn’t even own up to that. One of the very first things she told me when we first met is that she gave a guy she barely knew a blowjob. She’s a whore, always has been. I had a feeling that she was, too. I should’ve ran when I got those first instincts.
She talked about this “black figure” thing that stood over her every night and raped her. She made it up so she could find a way to victimize herself. I constantly asked her if there was anything I could’ve been doing better and she said I was perfect. I was very sweet to her. Yet, she has the nerve to not only message me on here, but text me telling me how shitty I am and how much better the new guy is than me. “get the fuck out of my life,” were her exact words. And she can’t deny it, either, because I took screenshots. I’ve self-harmed because of this bitch and now they won’t leave me the hell alone. Seriously, it’s not enough for you to throw me to the curb and fuck me up? You have to not only message me on here, but you have to TEXT ME too? “he makes me so much happier than you did,” and “we have so much more in common than you and I, it’s great.” I didn’t say anything to the bitch. She just up and texted me.
And what’s hilarious is this other guy has to say he “has a 12 inch dick,” first of all if you have to mention dick size at all, you’re not a man. I don’t give a damn how big (or in your case, small) you are, that doesn’t give you the right to be a direct asshole to me. And no, I’m not small either, I’m quite average (above, actually), so that has nothing to do with this. And you don’t want me to say anything about your brat of a little piece of shit brother again? Okay, here ya go:
Logan is a brat. Logan is a baby. Logan is an undisciplined piece of shit. Logan is a fucking asshat. Logan will never amount to anything. Logan is a dumbass.
Any better? Yeah I thought so. You would be the WORST fucking mother under the fucking sun. Clearly your boyfriend feels threatened by me, or he wouldn’t have backed down when I warned him to. Still the alpha male I always have been. Fuck yeah.
I fucking hate you. That will never change. Don’t ever come back you STUPID fucking WHORE. You’re such a piece of shit. When you get to Hell, tell Satan that he’s got some fresh meat. You’re welcome.
I seriously feel like killing myself. Someone better talk me out of it right now or I swear I will.
Anons are turned back on if anyone wants to ask me stuff
The “turnoff” “turnon” game. Ask me anything and I will answer if it is a turn off or turn on.
Very lonely right now, any girls wanna chat on Skype or just talk on here? I’m up for it.
Anyone up for talking?
I could use someone to talk to.