This post is for the nasty, disgusting, misguided, perverted, unnatural, sick, demented, twisted, polluted, abnormal, corrupt, monstrous, grotesque, unhealthy and warped deviant that searched for “my 15 year old daughter beg me to pop her cherry” to find this site…
GET SOME FUCKING HELP! And please, don’t come to this site again! I have your IP addy and I can block you, which I happily will if I see you come back. Thank you very much.
We now return to our usual fun, family friendly posts!
I’m slowly moving my old posts, so just ignore that I jump from 2009 to 2006! I’ll be adding more later, but I have a very upset baby in my arms.
I've been getting very frustrated recently. Angry is more like it honestly. I guess it's just a good old-fashioned pity party and I usually don't get them too often. Adoption just seems like a huge long drawn-out process…oh how I wish we could just have Sean jack off in a cup and go inseminate someone…I know, I know, but it would be easier than adoption. I've really started to think "is it worth it all"? I mean, we have a wonderful daughter, do we NEED another, do we really WANT another? And yes we do to both counts. I don't care what color, what race or what sex baby we eventually end up with, I want another child. And so does Sean, and those that know him knows he's emotionally constipated, so for him to say that he wants another kid, that's something…
Can you really hear "Momma, I love you" too much? NOPE! And can you REALLY have a pity party when this gorgeous thing looks at you?…
NOPE…no pity parties here…look at what we have already, you just can't beat it!
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