I want to send and receive shitty gifts!
I want to have more of them.
I want to send and receive shitty gifts!
I want to have more of them.
you still havent made me my penis boxers![]()
can you mail me some of your pills?
I really am drug-free now. And counselor and psychiatrist free. The last time I saw my counselor she called me a loser. What the Hell kind of therapist is that?! She also said my husband sucked.
Plus the psychiatrist wouldn't prescribe me any more of the good ones because I took five of them a while back. I read that it would take like 50 of them to kill me but she cut me off for taking five. Stupid bull dyke.

sounds like a desperate plea for friends from a convict,
By the way this thread is entirely sarcastic in nature.
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