Youre really lacking creativity here in your poor reflection of your Ego. Go back to your dark dank corner you call a bedroom and consider sticking your finger as far back into your throat as it can reach you miserable vile sack of shit.
I hope that oneday you wake up from a drunk drug fueled bender with your husband stuck in your ass and realize that you're sad. Pathetic. And that your assumption that I am mad is just a poor defense. I hope that you one day stop being an pathic foot licker. ❤️