Post by its raining bitches on Oct 29, 2012 20:48:19 GMT -5
This isn't the first time that I've gotten to tell the world about Eva cheating but this time it brings me more pleasure. Not only has she cheated on Jason with Zane, she's been going out with Dylan. It wasn't okay to have one underclassmen, so you had to have three?
We all know the gay boy Jamie and Annie the slut. We also know they've been best friends for years on end. Wanna know a secret? The thing that bonded them together was that they lost their virginity to each other and he rolled over and said, "I think I'm gay." Ouch, that has to hurt!
We hear the town freak has been dating the town's dumbest girl. No one likes either of you, I guess that's why you had to resort to each other. Now a big round of applause to Avery and Liam for putting him in the hospital. I think everyone is a little happier now.
Avery, we don't know why you beat the crap out of him but we do know that Jayson has been having fantasies about you. We got a wonderful story that he wrote about you. How does it feel that the kid who sits behind you in class writes porn about you? Take a look below!
how the hell did i get here? he is leaning over me, pulling my shirt over my head. his fingertips and nails touching me in sensitive spots i never knew i had. his other hand is working on the buttons of my pants. his mouth is hot and syrupy, and i can taste alcohol on his breath mixing with the taste of cigarettes and pot on my own. he begins doing things with that mouth and those hands. he lowers my pants, and with arms perfectly crossed pulls off his shirt. my hands explore his jean buttons and he backs away from me in a single motion pulling down anything that was covering him. he stared at me with his hazel-green eyes. i'm transfixed. everything about him is some what graceful, even when he's giving me head. he is delicate, protective, and angelic. i'm drunk and, for that split second, i'm also in love. through the thin lace curtain separating our tangle of tongue, fingernail and flesh from the rest of the people in the room. i can see some sort of guard silhouetted against the strobing light, guarding the fate like st. peter. when he comes up, he kisses my lips ever so gently. "what about eva?" i ask him, he shrugs and kisses me roughly. this is a once in a lifetime thing, but suddenly the music from the party was fading and the sounds of david bowie grew louder and louder as if i were regaining consciousness. i look around the room, the party scene is gone. avery is gone. shit i'm tossing off.
what am i doing? imagining this sort of thing with such a close friend. this is not the kind of mistake you can just get away with, even if i am the only one who knows about it. there are consequences, repercussions, price to pay. as i tried to stop, i couldn't. the strobe lights were back, and i can see avery's face gazing down at me. with every flash his face grows more and more distorted, more twisted and inhuman, more... demonic. that's the right word. our bodies keep moving, he's going harder and harder. and as much as i'm trying to shut out this fantasy, screaming for it to stop but i just couldn't. this is it, i'm fucked. i'm screwing a friend, with a girlfriend. it's the devil's hand. i've sold my soul. i can see myself, wincing and crying out swears with avery on top of me. then, everything is gone. avery. the curtain. the shadow of the guard. the music. the lights. and i let go like a bouquet of milk white lillies exploding in a funeral hole. my face is dead and emotionless, my eyes are burned out like flash bulbs. and i sit back, ignoring the mess i've just made in the physical. just thinking of the mess i've made in the mental. am i right? am i wrong? my god. what have i done?
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We all remember Brandon hitting Melody and we're all over that, no one cares about that anymore. But we I do like to hear that his brother is much more like him than we all though, right Lizzie? We know you broke up because he hits you. Is he an alchie too?
Speaking of Brandon... Baby, don't you know its wrong to sleep with your ex's best friend. Its also not the smartest move to bring a random bitch back from Cali.
Stella, you're so adorable. Too bad Nate gave you herps. We hear that it was Jackson's dick that gave it to him.
Now, normally I skip over the adults but this is just too great. Beccah and Jas, we all know you're going through hard times right now with your lives but did you know that your dad has been sneaking around with one of your teachers?
Kara, you get dumped by freako and you start dating someone even worse? We had such hope for you to move up in the world. Eddie is the worst possible person you could have chosen to rebound with. Let's all cross our fingers that you don't overdose again.
We all know the gay boy Jamie and Annie the slut. We also know they've been best friends for years on end. Wanna know a secret? The thing that bonded them together was that they lost their virginity to each other and he rolled over and said, "I think I'm gay." Ouch, that has to hurt!
We hear the town freak has been dating the town's dumbest girl. No one likes either of you, I guess that's why you had to resort to each other. Now a big round of applause to Avery and Liam for putting him in the hospital. I think everyone is a little happier now.
Avery, we don't know why you beat the crap out of him but we do know that Jayson has been having fantasies about you. We got a wonderful story that he wrote about you. How does it feel that the kid who sits behind you in class writes porn about you? Take a look below!
how the hell did i get here? he is leaning over me, pulling my shirt over my head. his fingertips and nails touching me in sensitive spots i never knew i had. his other hand is working on the buttons of my pants. his mouth is hot and syrupy, and i can taste alcohol on his breath mixing with the taste of cigarettes and pot on my own. he begins doing things with that mouth and those hands. he lowers my pants, and with arms perfectly crossed pulls off his shirt. my hands explore his jean buttons and he backs away from me in a single motion pulling down anything that was covering him. he stared at me with his hazel-green eyes. i'm transfixed. everything about him is some what graceful, even when he's giving me head. he is delicate, protective, and angelic. i'm drunk and, for that split second, i'm also in love. through the thin lace curtain separating our tangle of tongue, fingernail and flesh from the rest of the people in the room. i can see some sort of guard silhouetted against the strobing light, guarding the fate like st. peter. when he comes up, he kisses my lips ever so gently. "what about eva?" i ask him, he shrugs and kisses me roughly. this is a once in a lifetime thing, but suddenly the music from the party was fading and the sounds of david bowie grew louder and louder as if i were regaining consciousness. i look around the room, the party scene is gone. avery is gone. shit i'm tossing off.
what am i doing? imagining this sort of thing with such a close friend. this is not the kind of mistake you can just get away with, even if i am the only one who knows about it. there are consequences, repercussions, price to pay. as i tried to stop, i couldn't. the strobe lights were back, and i can see avery's face gazing down at me. with every flash his face grows more and more distorted, more twisted and inhuman, more... demonic. that's the right word. our bodies keep moving, he's going harder and harder. and as much as i'm trying to shut out this fantasy, screaming for it to stop but i just couldn't. this is it, i'm fucked. i'm screwing a friend, with a girlfriend. it's the devil's hand. i've sold my soul. i can see myself, wincing and crying out swears with avery on top of me. then, everything is gone. avery. the curtain. the shadow of the guard. the music. the lights. and i let go like a bouquet of milk white lillies exploding in a funeral hole. my face is dead and emotionless, my eyes are burned out like flash bulbs. and i sit back, ignoring the mess i've just made in the physical. just thinking of the mess i've made in the mental. am i right? am i wrong? my god. what have i done?
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We all remember Brandon hitting Melody and we're all over that, no one cares about that anymore. But we I do like to hear that his brother is much more like him than we all though, right Lizzie? We know you broke up because he hits you. Is he an alchie too?
Speaking of Brandon... Baby, don't you know its wrong to sleep with your ex's best friend. Its also not the smartest move to bring a random bitch back from Cali.
Stella, you're so adorable. Too bad Nate gave you herps. We hear that it was Jackson's dick that gave it to him.
Now, normally I skip over the adults but this is just too great. Beccah and Jas, we all know you're going through hard times right now with your lives but did you know that your dad has been sneaking around with one of your teachers?
Kara, you get dumped by freako and you start dating someone even worse? We had such hope for you to move up in the world. Eddie is the worst possible person you could have chosen to rebound with. Let's all cross our fingers that you don't overdose again.
