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I thought I knew insane. I didn't know insane. [Sep. 24th, 2005|09:53 pm]
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There is a story to be told here. Statik and I are talking about it, because the S. story is eating up a lot of our mindspace right now. Rather than get right into this whole thing, I would like to begin by giving a brief setup.



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Jason (Me, stupid!)

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Derek

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Statik


Now, many of you have heard of Shay. She is the villain of this story.




Okay, the VERY brief version, which I am thinking about expressing as a full novel...

Shay and I were friends since we both got online, about eight years ago. She and I talked exclusively online til I got a cell phone, whereupon we started talking on the phone, at least once a week. She would often have her son chat with me online as we spoke. She was very active in the gay parenting groups online, and wrote prolifically on raising her son and her interactions with the world as a lesbian.

According to Shay, she got kicked out of her evil grandmother's house once she finished paying off the mortgage. She bounced from place to place, even chacking herself into a rehab so she would have a place to stay though she did not have a drug addiction. She lived with friends for a long period of time, one year for one and two years with another. Her son was with her when she did.

She recently moved back in with her dad, like six or seven months ago. He got in trouble with his landlords, however, and she needed to go somewhere. She asked if she could come here and crash with me, get a job and a place of her own. I said yeah, I mean, I KNEW her, right?

She crashed here and smelled up the place with her "hormonal imbalance," which would mean that she had a bum full of shit that couldn't be wiped, though it didn't smell like poo, more like dirt and rotting vegtables.

After getting me in trouble with my landlord, I found accomodations for her with a friend who was looking for a roommate. She was to have a job with which to pay rent by the end of the month, but he gave her a free month's rent.

Fast-forward two weeks. She is getting kicked out of Statik's house form being hell on fat legs and stinking up his apartment and making a spectacle of herself in the main areas of the complex. She goes or they both go, so he was getting rid of her. This was the last straw. She e-mailed me telling me that she was going to "do what she had to do," and then I got an e-mail from her son telling me that she was going to hurt herself, so I called 9-1-1. Meanwhile, she has downed a bottle of Valerian Root. They arrested her, I called her dad.

Daddy, who turns out to actually be step-daddy, says she HAS no son. I start doing research. None of the friends she stayed with know what I am talking about, they never met her son, though they have heard of him lots, as I did, and have chatted with him online. They have all sent her money to feed him and herself. Then we go to help Statik clean up his apt, and the rest is history, granting me maybe a week of internet stardom, which is pretty fucking funny.


So yeah, most of you know that I found out about her son, the son that I have heard about for the past eight years, the son that I have chatted with for the past eight years, does not exist. I have spoken to some of her other friends, and yeah, it's true, there is no Shane. Okay, okay, well, there WAS a Shane, but he died when he was a baby because he was born too small or something. So we're dealing with the girl who took the fun out of dysfunction.

I am sure you know from reading my previous posts that she tried killing herself yesterday, and I called the police, because well, yeah, sort of had to and all. However, I am sure that some of you would like to know what she was
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when the police came and took her. I am sure that some of you would also like to know what sort of
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Really powerful stuff, huh?

I was NOT prepared for the mess at Statik's place though. I KNEW there would be smell. I knew there would be some mess. Statik told me a few days ago that there was poo on the edge of her bed. I thought that it was actually the chocolate pudding that I gave her. No, no, it was poo. Of course, none of us knew what was in store for us. I'll take you through the story as well as I possibly can, however, none of it is pleasant, and some of these pics? Well, you need to be VERY strong of constitution to look at them. I also want to stress that these pics were taken mainly so that I can bring them in to the staff of whatever medical facility she gets admitted to and show them just how ba the situation truly is. I'm also posting them here because I need to vent.

To start, I should say that we all three of us went to the emergency room yesterday to see her. She had Statik's keys, so it was pretty much something that he could not avoid, and I wanted to go see her and all. I had no idea what I wanted to say, but I figured that everything would work itself out as the night progressed. Well, yeah, sure. We go there, visit, she seems to think it's a normal thing to tell Statik that she wanted him to come home and find her dead body. She was eating her second meal when we were there as well. There was a lot that was just plain odd. I don't remember all of it, but a lot of it had to do with the fact that she wanted to die, and she had downed a bunch of sleeping pills. As you saw from the pic above, what she "od'ed on" was actually Valerian Root, which does NOTHING if you take too much of, because it's just a stupid herbal remedy. I am not going to go too much into the visit in the hospital, but I did call her on the Shane thing, and she INSISTS that her step-dad is her real dad and that Shane exists. I baited her a little bit though, and I asked her how long Shane lived with Connie for. As I had asked Connie if she'd ever met Shane before, well, I knew that Connie never met him. Shay told me that Shane lived with Connie for two years, and with Beth for a year. One of the things that stood out, however, is that S. came right out and said to Statik, "The one thing that I ask is that you let me pack my own stuff. I won't be on here forever." Mmm hmm. Something was up, you could tell. I wish we had even a clue as to how much bad was in store for us.

The three of us leave, confused, and head to Statik's house. Well, we looked around, and I put a glove on, (Statik often changed the colour of his hair, so he has a box of vinyl gloves,) and picked up her pants. BIG mistake, because there was something, presumably blood, all over them. Jason = grossed out at this point. I stopped looking through those.

Of course, a smell was permeating the front room, coming from the bed. There was some brown stuff on the electric blanket, and well, we were morbidly curious. So I pick up the blanket up. BAD, BAD mistake. There is a TON of brown stuff. We assumed it was blood. We were disgusted. Fags in general aren't so good at dealing with "woman blood." Menses. The Crimson Tide. Whatever the fuck you wanna call it. I do a lot better than most, cuz you people who know me know that I live for my girls, all my hags out there. We covered the mess back up with the blanket and did the grossout dance for a while.

I noticed my duffle bag, and the fact that it was full perplexed me. After all, her things were strewn about the room, what little she had. So what did I do? I opened it. The contents? Trash. Food wrappers. Almost-empty pudding cups. Fruit flies. And damn, a smell that could kill a cow. Zipping that bag back up, the curiosity was too great for me and Statik, so we opened the other bag, thinking that we would find her pictures in there, since we are curious who the pics that she claims to be Shane actually are. Well, we found something much, much worse, something that made my gorge rise, quite literally. There were two 2-liter soda bottles in the bag, both of them FULL of urine. The one in the Pepsi bottle had fermentation/sediment in it. I ran to the edge of the balcony and dry-heaved. Those who know me well know that me dry-heaving at something disgusting doesn't happen often. There was green shit in the pee bottle though, and well, EEEYUU!!! We DID venture into the last bag, and we found the pics that were supposedly of her son. I don't even know why we wanted to see them so badly, because it's not like we were about to be able to look at the pics and have divine inspiration hit us, allowing us to figure out who the kid really was. We stared at them in shocked silence before continuing.

We had to leave, so Statik came here for the night; there was no way I could in all of good concience make him stay there. Hell, we're talking biohazard at this point. He stayed here, and we all got a little liquored up. I think all of you can see that we were justified in this though, and that this is a situation that alcohol is needed. Most likely MUCH more than we drank. Derek and Statik hit the tequila, and I was all about the brandy.

This morning, we woke up late and I made waffles, eggs and sausage. I only ate waffles, but I digress. Statik and I ran to Big Lots and Target, where he bought a shitload of cleaning supplies. Then the three of us went back to his house, and the real grossness began. We had to throw out the bed. When we took the electric blanket off of the bed, well that was gross enough. However, that was FAR from the extent of it. I then pulled back the top sheet. Let me point out, as you will see in one of the pics, we were wearing Latex dish-washing gloves due to the severity of the disgustipation. Not one of us would have touched a thing without them. Anyway, when I pulled the top sheet back, that was dry heave of the day number one. The sheets were stuck together, sandwiching diarrhea between them. We all realized that this meant that she had shat herself, and rather than getting up and fixing the situation, she merely put the top sheet on top of it and went back to sleep. She must have been sleeping in this for DAYS due to the look of it. The shit had dripped down the side of the sheets and hit the floor. That's what we had assumed was chcolate pudding, since she had eaten that before. However, thigs made MUCH more sense when the sheets were pulled back.

EVERY pair of her pants was shit-stained. One of them was glued to itself with shit, and emitted a little cloud of shit-dust when it was pulled apart. In the pics, this is the dark green pair.


Remember, these were taken while cleaning the place. I feel VERY lucky that this was not my place, but also irate that she did it at a friend's place. My relief takes over though, and frees me from feeling guilty, as Statik took her in as a favour to me and Derek. SCROLL PAST THESE PICS IF YOU THINK THEY MAY MAKE YOU ILL!!!

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The mess was slightly visible even from outside.

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The bed as seen when you walk in the front door.

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Looks fairly innocuous, yes? Messy, but innocuous...

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Pile of dirty laundry, since it goes in the middle of the living room.

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Blood?

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Poo scrapings? Chocolate pudding? Dried mud? Yeah, it was poo.

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WTF is one of my facecloths doing here?

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Another shot of same.

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One of the causes of my dry-heaving. I hadn't even noticed that this was only the top sheet at this point.

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More of a bed shot to illustrate the disgustingness.

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Say goodbye to the blanket I loaned her.

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The other.

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AAAAAAAAAA!!!! I pulled the top sheet back!!!

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*insert vomit noises here* Yeah, the poo ran DOWN the bed.

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That clinches it, the bed is getting thrown out.

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Sayonara, sucker!

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Think that's bad?

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Pulled apart! >.<

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Racing stripes.

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I told you about this one. Watch out...

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Here's the nasty!

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Does it EVER end?

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Closer...

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TOO CLOSE!!! TOO GROSS!!!

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One of these is mine, the others were her dads. They are both in the trash.

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It's all wrong.

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All the same pair. Did it run down her leg? What happened?

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With the toilet looking this bad, how can her pants and bed be like that?

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The bag I loaned her looks completely innocuous, yes?

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Trash!

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Oh god, no. Poop in my bag. MY bag.

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Look for the maggots. There were plenty.

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Her two bottles of urine. The Pepsi bottle is especially gross. *shudder*


If you made it through this, well, congrats. I am still nauseated. There is much more, but I have to stop talking about it. Derek and I have an appointment with some alcohol. Yeah, tonight too.

Another note? These pics are all ones I took, so copyright me or whatever.

EDIT:

Oh. My. God. It got even worse. Statik messaged me with "I need to see her again." He didn't tell me why, but he e-mailed me a link to his Photobucket account. The couch cushion was turned upside-down to hide a LARGE shit streak. Like, HUGE. It never ends. There is apparently poo all over the floor too, in the kitchen. Ugh.




Statik asked that I put up a link to his PayPal for those of you who wanna help him pay for a profesional cleaner to come in and bleash the hell out of the apartment. Any takers?







NOTE: IF YOU WANT AN UPDATE, DON'T BE A TOOL AND ASK FOR ONE. LOOK THROUGH THE MORE RECENT POSTS IN MY LJ!!!
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[User Picture]From: spubba
2005-09-25 01:56 pm (UTC)

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Hey, you know what all that reminds me of? This.

THANK GOD YOU GOT HER OUT IN TIME
[User Picture]From: shiroioji
2005-09-25 07:24 pm (UTC)

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Yeah, tell me about it. Like I said above, I am just glad that none of this happened at my place. Had it, there would have been HELL to pay.
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[User Picture]From: dzayde
2005-09-25 03:02 pm (UTC)

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Wow!!! You guys win on the Nasty Roomie Contest. Seriously, she needs to be institutionalized, thats a fucking DISEASE!
[User Picture]From: mikmelhan6
2005-09-28 02:50 pm (UTC)

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I totally agree!
From: acerbiclollipop
2005-09-25 04:08 pm (UTC)

OH. MY. GAWD.

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I'm going to die to death. You should have called in one of those crime scene cleaning specialists to do that. Seriously- get tested for hepatitis now, all of you. I'm serious. I know you used gloves and all that, but just make sure you're all okay. Wrong doesn't even BEGIN.
[User Picture]From: shiroioji
2005-09-27 03:08 pm (UTC)

Re: OH. MY. GAWD.

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And look at the mass response to this nastiness. Amazing.

They are testing her for hep at the hospital. Is she doesn't have it, then we don't they said. Thanks for letting me think about that though, since I was able to ask them to test her for it! ^_^

It did NOT smell like pumpkin, I can tell you that.
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[User Picture]From: mrfitzg_md
2005-09-25 04:30 pm (UTC)

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Even Skippy is not that bad! Oh... my.... god! That is the most disturbing thing I have ever seen.

Compare Skippy's room and that mess side by side and Skippy's turns into a 1 star hotel room. Yeah there's trash around, and you may find the occasional stray hotdog on the floor... but at least there's no excrement on the floor.

[User Picture]From: mrfitzg_md
2005-09-26 02:40 am (UTC)

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Dude... after some deep reflection, I don't even think Liz was THAT bad.... at least she craped in the bathroom... missing the toilet and hitting the tub, but at least it's the same room..... And then there was Mr Dirtbag,... I mean Eliot "Whaaaaaaaaaat? Monkey!" Why do all great roomies flock to you dude...
[User Picture]From: bordalredy
2005-09-25 05:11 pm (UTC)

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That looks like someshit you would see in Seven. I had to honestly stop half way down to finish gagging
[User Picture]From: williamleevi
2006-04-22 08:46 am (UTC)

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wuz that the film with the seven deadly sins/gluttony guy dead face down in canned spaghetti?
[User Picture]From: leon_weirdo
2005-09-25 06:07 pm (UTC)

...

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.....

.................

KILL ME NOW

#$$%%%^&(*(^%#%^
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2005-09-30 03:57 pm (UTC)

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Jump outta window
From: therealkeltik
2005-09-25 07:14 pm (UTC)

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mate, that is beyond disgusting. cut all ties now. fucking burn that stuff, dont just throw it away, burn it, it IS a fuckin biohazard! get that room fumigated, fuck knows whats seeped into the floor. fuckin hell, if you have a landlord see if he can hire a professional cleaning company, yknow the kind that clean up murder scenes! theyll make it safe to live in.
[User Picture]From: bigme
2005-10-01 12:08 am (UTC)

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nuke it. only way to be sure.
[User Picture]From: chancellor_wu
2005-09-25 09:29 pm (UTC)

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AIiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I just scrolled and got sick! I would have burned down the apartment! I can't help it. Oh great shades of grossness!




Oh the humanity!


If only one good thing came out of this, it is: I want to marry Statik.
[User Picture]From: ditacon
2005-09-28 12:50 am (UTC)

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"I would have burned down the apartment!"

so would I!!
[User Picture]From: random_tangent
2005-09-26 04:23 pm (UTC)

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It is always good to have one's own problems thrust without warning into sharp clarity so that one can look at how miniscule they are.

Good sir, you have annihilated my sense of self. Hats off to you.
[User Picture]From: shiroioji
2005-09-27 01:31 am (UTC)

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Woo hoo! I am a truly accomplished soul now that I have destroyed who you think you are. ^_~

I still feel lucky that I am not her, spending all of my time alone in an emergency room now.
[User Picture]From: riotlounge
2005-09-26 04:25 pm (UTC)

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I...someone else lived with her?! HOW?!
[User Picture]From: shiroioji
2005-09-27 01:30 am (UTC)

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She was fine when she lived here. When she moved to my friend's place, however...

Keep in mind that all this... heh... shit... happened within two weeks.
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From: ilovescabs
2005-09-26 08:24 pm (UTC)

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Most of the photos have exceeded the bandwidth.
[User Picture]From: shiroioji
2005-09-27 01:29 am (UTC)

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Bought more bandwidth. ^_^
[User Picture]From: gurl4sale
2005-09-26 08:54 pm (UTC)

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oh man, looks horrible... I can only see 2 pics tho... upload thumbnails that link to full size PLZ!!! I wanna see more!
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2005-09-27 01:30 am (UTC)

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Go back now. I bought more bandwidth.
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[User Picture]From: shiroioji
2005-09-27 01:29 am (UTC)

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I just upgraded my PhotoBucket account. Now you can see all of the pics in their disgusting glory. Enjoy, or not. Most likely not...
From: rev_sully
2005-09-27 12:20 am (UTC)

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Whoa! Moshi-moshi, Husku-Chan!

What happened to the pics? It's like a horror funnybook. ^_~ Can ya believe it? International recognition. This could make "Cruel Site of the Day" you know.

'Namaste,
Sully
[User Picture]From: shiroioji
2005-09-27 01:25 am (UTC)

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Damn, I JUST opened this account, and it's already exceeded the PhotoBucket bandwidth. I may have to do something about this...
[User Picture]From: cheapalert
2005-09-27 03:01 am (UTC)

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Did she hit 88mph?

[User Picture]From: shiroioji
2005-09-27 02:43 pm (UTC)

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Huh?
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[User Picture]From: fuckyouimgod
2005-09-27 05:42 am (UTC)

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aw gawd- my computer was moving really slow when I started reading this post- I new if I scrolled back up my computer would freeze for a moment on something like, oh, say, the shit bag. So I was trapped in a parade of unimaginable horror. Great-googly-moogly.
[User Picture]From: shiroioji
2005-09-27 02:44 pm (UTC)

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Look on the bright side, you didn't see it in real life, and the smells you get are merely psychological. You didn't need our ghetto hazmat suits...
[User Picture]From: mindslide
2005-09-27 07:12 am (UTC)

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fucking sick bitch.

someone sent me here because it reminded them of my old roommate. my old roommate never SHAT herself though, fuck.
[User Picture]From: shiroioji
2005-09-27 02:56 pm (UTC)

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Nevermind just shitting herself, dude, she SLEPT in it for days. She claims that mess was made when the police came for her, but no way, that's some long-term shit. I don't think she'll be seeing the light of day for a long, long time after the docs see these pics.
[User Picture]From: jameth
2005-09-27 08:16 am (UTC)

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best post ever. seriously.
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2005-09-27 11:58 am (UTC)

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iawtmc
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[User Picture]From: nowayoftelling
2005-09-27 08:37 am (UTC)

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oh
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[User Picture]From: mrfitzg_md
2005-09-27 04:40 pm (UTC)

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I could not have put it better myself.
From: herlipsread
2005-09-27 08:42 am (UTC)

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A+ to american spirit cigs!



sorry bebe. i would have never cleaned that. i would have burned the place to the ground.
[User Picture]From: shiroioji
2005-09-27 02:58 pm (UTC)

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Thanks babycakes. It wasn't my apt to burn down though, it was my friends. None of this shit happened, literally and figuratively, when she was staying with me. Well, she must have been peeing in the bottles and hoarding trash, but none of the fecal fountain stuff...

She's just got me so disgusted.
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[User Picture]From: pedram
2005-09-27 08:50 am (UTC)

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i have no idea what the fuck is going on
but wow
[User Picture]From: thies
2005-09-27 09:00 am (UTC)

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The hell? Is that woman constantly leaking feces or what?
[User Picture]From: tr1x0r
2005-09-27 12:31 pm (UTC)

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She has a very lucrative career waiting for her in japan.
[User Picture]From: tacofordinner
2005-09-27 09:21 am (UTC)

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WHAT THE FUCK. I can not even begin to put into words how gross that is. I will try, in list form:

  • Obvious: THERE IS SHIT EVERYWHERE. Does she have some kind of problem with her asshole?
  • She peed in multiple bottles. SHE PEED IN MOTHERFUCKING BOTTLES IN SOMEONE ELSE'S HOUSE. Oh holy fuck, I feel bad for you.
  • After shitting the entire house, she decides it's a good time to off herself. Yet she chooses the ineffective method of taking an HERBAL remedy. WHAT?! You'd think she'd try to clean the poop first... you know, just in case it didn't work.
  • Had this been my apartment, I would have just SET IT ON FIRE.

    This needs to be on ljdrama if it isn't already.
  • [User Picture]From: shiroioji
    2005-09-27 03:03 pm (UTC)

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    1. I think the problem with her asshole is that she IS a crazy asshole.

    2. I still don't understand hoarding one's urine. I will be talking about this in my Psychopathology class on Wedneday, this is for sure. What makes it worse is that she peed into one of my cups so that she could get it into the bottle. Yep, that went RIGHT into the trash...

    3. An herbal remedy that warns you that if you take too much of it, you will get diarrhea. Yeah, we're not dealing with Bill Gates here. But get this one. When confronted that she shat the entire house and asked why she didn't say something, you know what her response was? "It slipped my mind." Mmm hmm. Ten pounds of poo DOESN'T SLIP ANYONE'S MIND!!!!

    4. I would have helped with that, had it been my apartment.

    Is it up there at this point?
    From: urashimakeitaro
    2005-09-27 09:54 am (UTC)

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    Satan!!!!! poke my eyes out!! PLEASE!
    From: misskattrinak
    2005-09-27 06:55 pm (UTC)

    Wow...

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    Holy shit, I'm going to throw up. Thanks for sharing on CL. I sure hope as fuck that this fat bitch gets some help!!
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