*teleports inside your womb and starts setting up base camp alpha*
Daniel James
whose womb?
Robert Sanders
whoever's
Josiah Myers
Last night I had a dream I was in high-school again and Jeffrey Dahmer was also my age. He and his parents were at our house bc they were friends with my parents. My uncle was also there. I think our parents wanted us to socialize but at first we both didn't want to. Eventually we did and I led Jeff to this big maple tree in the woods. I probably showed him some bones (this is how I greet everyone) Then I think I told him how much I wanted to tie him up and molest/rape/abuse him. He did not react
>QOTT I don't think I can think of one specific thing. I have lots of good memories of my family. Worst childhood memories all involve kids at school or family being drunk
Jackson Kelly
giwtwm
Michael Miller
*thumps 14 inch cock on your abdomen* So what are you gonna do about this?
Bentley Parker
Going to the museum with my grandmother and she'd made crêpes for packed lunch. Attending the parties of our family friends as a babe. Sitting first at the kids table and then with the adults, listening in on the conversation, fidgeting with the table decor, going off to play with the other children. The smell of food and wine and other people's houses. The live candles and the set tables. The bowls of sweets and the movies to keep us from bothering the adults as the evening went on. Sleeping in the cab ride home.