Voices are talking about the time I met your “family” again.
Something about you giving your dad a blowjob before we walked out of the room.
From what I recall, I turned around for a second to see a Chinese food box, and what did he do? Open it from the bottom and stick his cock inside of it?
I also saw you brush your teeth and spit.
And, these thoughts are fucking disturbing my guy, what the fuck do I do about this? Talking about it doesn’t make it stop.
They also say Howard would’ve stabbed me if I turned all the way around to ask what was taking so long.
Idk.
Something about you being fake as fuck in Boston, wanted to date the root beer boy and act like and ape and kill yourself instead of me.
Where do I go from here, honestly.
I’m just putting one foot in front of the other.