Warning: deep question; what is the first thing that comes to your mind....

probably something along the lines of "OH FUCK! TURN THAT FUCKING LIGHT OFF! I'M FUCKING COLD!!! QUIT HITTING ME, WHAT'S THE MATTER WITH YOU? GOD DAMMIT, I'M HUNGRY YOU BASTARDS!"

 

shit man...i need a fucking therapist


morna

 

Fuck. Not this again.

 

ew im all sticky

 

its blackie!

 

relief from that cramped sensation
finaly!

honest to gosh that was my first thought

then they had to wrap me up in a bunch of crap and make me feel confined again

but at least it wasn't that damd cramped up position where i could hardly move at all and went on for at least two eternities

i would have welcomed being aborted and starting over somewhere else then have to go through that.

from what my mom tells me the last few weeks of my being inside her wasn't a very happy time for her either.

this may have had something to do with my being her first, last and only

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