I love it when you talk dirty.

You’re confusing me with double entendres!
Fine, I will massage you quickly while messaging you slowly.

I love this! Seriously, The Muse exposed me to some really cool artists and please stay, Muse, stay.

That... that... SEX HAVER! Ugh.

Naaah, she’s not that kind of Christian. She’s Catholic and I never heard her mention the devil or anything against Tarot cards (I have those). I doubt she knows what an Ouija board is though.
So, you’re my devil? Awwww you cutie pie! Cutest devil ever! Covered in blow.

Oh snap! That would be awkward! What would my mother say? I would have to communicate with you through a Ouija board. What a hassle!

Bahahahaha! You kill me. I am dead, deaded.

Blow and massages, huh? Now you’re speaking my language. Your Croatian is superb!

I’m gonna massage you all over the internet, baby.
I was just reading an article about overeducated American youngsters with PhDs, unable to find jobs in their field. And I am like, if such amazing, educated people cannot find a job, what are the chances for me? I don’t even have a prerequisite for work- a Bachelor’s.
I…

I ain’t goin’ anywhere! We really need to find a messaging option. Or a massageing option. Both works!

More like “Colorado blow”, amirite?
No?
I’ll see myself out.

Fuck him with a spiked ten foot dildo. I could say he enrages me but you really have to have no life or anything useful to say to write that. So I’m like, meh.
I need more berries in my life!

Bwahahah! Can you pull the Bible card with your mom too?
I replied to you on there! Was super excited :D

My mom wants to have a grandkid too! I am like,lady, do you even know me? I don’t even have money to take care of myself, yo!

I came one day to my then psychiatrist to ask for different meds because I felt so bad and the meds seemed to be wearing off. She gave me new ones and asked me with concern: “Now, you don’t talk about your illness with other people, right? Because people don’t need to hear that.”
I was stunned into silence, because I…

That’s what SNS is for! We’re here!
Thank you, you are so sweet! Mwah!

OMG that is a hilarious way to sterilize the whole place!
But for some reason, I have the Macgyver theme song in my head instead of A-Team.
Will you let us know how you and your dad are in the future?
I am doing well, thank you! Doing some test to see if my brain is ok.
The A-Clean: You can’t find them, thy find YOU.

I am so so sorry. *hugs*
I cannot even imagine how you must feel.

Wisht! Hiii, I was wondering how you and your dad are!
I am so glad your dad is not suffering bad side effects.
You survived the past two weeks. Huzzah! You’re awesome and you are handling this marvelously. I am glad you are taking the weekend off and not doing any of your worrybilities now.
I am sending you giant…

You weren’t alone. Years ago, I thought people were over-medicated and that mental illness is something you can fight with positive thinking.
I was thinking that while being on a very heavy antipsychotic that helped me get my life back! I didn’t see the irony.