Whenever I wake up nowadays (ie: during exams), I always spend a few minutes floundering darkly under the covers, listening to my alarm clock going off, and hating the world. :/

Usually the feeling subsides when I put on mah big girl panties and get out of bed. Unless it's a day like today, when I wake up to discover my housemate has her booty-call of the week here - again. I wouldn't mind, except our apartment is small (very small) and he's a stranger, and - oh, wait - I do mind.

Getting out of here as soon as I finish breakfast and make myself presentable.
Dear Canmate,

Your fapping material of choice is really not something that I want to hear emanating from your room at three in the morning. No, seriously. Stop it. Waking to the sound of some girl screaming as some guy rams her cushy ladyparts with his manly meatstick to the strains of a Twilight-zone remix is not actually as pleasant as it sounds.

I appreciate that we are all horny teenagers here, but could you not have done this at a time when, say, there's not an 8:30 ECON class I have to go to?

No love,
Sarah

PS: Your porn sucks. And not in the sexy way.

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