She is upset with me because i riped in half her dress. That thing didn’t even had a zip! I don’t even know how she wore it. We are about to do it after a long time. What did she think that i would have said can you get up and undress yourself? I was enjoying the momebt too much and didnt think for too long. I quit understanding them. AND HER TOO SHE IS TOO BRATTY. The reason why we brok up in first place.
Great, great, now I’m going to have to dissect a cuntcake. On a Sunday morning. Before I’m even properly caffeinated. Thanks, asshole. OK, let’s get this over with …
She is upset with me because i riped [sic] in half her dress. That thing didn’t even had a zip! She has a right to be upset. Unless the dress ripping was a mutually agreed upon element of the scene, you destroyed her property. And somehow I think the presence of a zipper wouldn’t have helped much with your ham-handed actions.
We are about to do it after a long time. So of course you couldn’t help acting like a sexually deprived adolescent instead of like a man possessing the virtue of patience.
What did she think that i would have said can you get up and undress yourself? And why not? “Undress and kneel” are pretty much the first words out of my mouth when I’m behind closed doors. There is confidence in giving such an instruction. Ripping her dress in half? Not so much with the confidence.
I was enjoying the momebt [sic] too much and didnt think for too long. Obviously. I refer, of course, to the “didn’t think” part.
I quit understanding them. Which is why you are and will continue to be such a complete failure with women.
AND HER TOO SHE IS TOO BRATTY. I’m pretty sure she is not the problem here, chief.
The reason why we brok[sic] up in first place. I’m pretty sure you are the reason you “brok up” in the first place. And you are the reason why, if the gods are just, you will spend the rest of your life in bitter, frantic onanistic gratification, condemned never to enjoy the pleasure of a woman’s embrace because women are funny creatures: they want a man, not a callow, pointless, undisciplined, resentful boy.
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