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a new kind of 12 gauge in my mouth

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a new kind of 12 gauge in my mouth
09.06.02 11:02 p.m.

well I got my tongue done. seriously it didn't hurt at ALL! The part that hurt was my brother fucking around with it, I was drooling wayyyy too much and he couldn't get the top ball on and he ended up dropping it on the floor then having to sterilze it again... the whole time I had to have the clamps on my tongue so the barbell wouldn't fall out.... The sound was pretty cool, it went almost all the way through with one try but got caught up right before it broke the skin on the other side, thats when he needed to give it that extram "umph". Like I said, it's a 12 gauge, which is fairly large to piercing with.... He had to do it fairly close to the tip becuase my tongue is attached pretty close. He says there's a risk of my tongue rejecting it, of it growing out and leaving me with a snke-like forked tongue. word. Then I could lick two pussies at the same time! anyway I got pics up at yahoo


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About Me
I am a bipolar genius, child abuse & addiction survivor, who is now a single mother who works 70 hours a week and has had gastric-bypass weight loss surgery a year ago. Wish me luck cuz I need it!!!

Examples of My Insanity
Dead On Mental Health Quiz
Tuna Noodle Casserole Story
Explaining Myselves
Biting Off Redneck's Finger
Got So Crazy Scratched Til I Bled
How I Found Nirvana
Leaving Lon After 7 Years
Bad Luck On 3 July 4ths
Random Craziness (FBI Please Disregard)
How I Ended Up A Junky
Almost Getting Raped by a Marine
Typical Weekend in Ohio
How Cobain Saved My Life


How long could we maintain? I wondered. How long until one of us starts raving and jabbering at this boy? What will he think then? This same lonely desert was the last known home of the Manson family; will he make that grim connection when my attorney starts screaming about bats and huge manta rays coming down on the car? If so, well, we'll just have to cut his head off and bury him somewhere, 'cause it goes without saying that we can't turn him loose. He'd report us at once to some kind of outback Nazi law enforcement agency and they'll run us down like dogs. Jesus, did I say that? Or just think it? Was I talking? Did they hear me?


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