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Ongoing, First published Jun 21, 2017
Once upon a time I was so fucking bored in my bedroom. I was literally about to just commit suicide, depression is all I was thinking about. I decided to result to isis beheading videos. I pulled out my special anal lubricant, and my dragon carved dildo. I love my dragon dildo, it make me happy. It's the only thing keeping me alive. I got on to a video titled, "Nigga gets beheaded lol." I loved this video so much. I took my dildo and shoved so far up my ass I would be able to sit down for a week. The dildo went balls deep in me. It made me tingle. It made me smile and laugh. I was jumping all over that dildo like the fucking whore I am. God I love life sometimes just because of that dildo. My mom walked in and saw what I was doing. I was scared, frightened. I thought I was done for, she walked out for a couple seconds then walked back in. In her hands was her own dragon dildo. She smiled. I smiled. Long story short me and my mom have a new hobby.  .
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