MONICA THE GREAT PM ME IF YOU CRUSH ME's blog: "PIMP OUT BLOG"

She is wonderful, she never asks for anything except for me to bath every once in awhile (not going to happen). PLEASE RATE HER TO DISTRACT HER FROM MY SMELL!!! she has the Autos!!!! ~CERRI~ ..guarded by my underwear

Bid on me and i love you long time....ok for one month ENDS THURSDAY!!!!

Yesterday you texted me and told me that you just wanted to be friends. It knocked the wind completly out of me, this told me that all those intangible joys I was hoping for and working for in the future had been taken away from me with just one sentence. I was devastated to say the least. I realize that you had undergone similar pain weeks prior when I told you the same thing, however when you came here and convinced me that we had a chance to work out, I was completly overwhelmed by the gesture and believed in you with all of my heart. I feel completely in love with you, body, mind, and soul that night you arrived to rescue me from my poor decision about us. And even when I was told to move out of the only secure place I have ever known due to the decision to see you, I accepted that because I knew I had made the right choice for our future. I realize that I have been unstable this past week. My life has not known neutrality. Most of my younger days were spent either terrorized or loved by the center of any child’s universe, my mother. I knew that some days I would receive a hug and some days I would receive the vacuum cleaner hose whipped painfully against my back, I just never knew which one it would be. These days were also spent in shameful guilt from the molestation and degradation at the hands of another loved one. I remember waking up and not knowing what type of day it would be, what to expect. And when I went to sleep if it was a good day I was so grateful that I was not hurt emotionally, physically or sexually that my little 5 year old body would just pass out from that comfort. This was my reality for the next decade. Then when this source of comfort and complexity, my mother, died suddenly my days became even darker. Over stressed, over weight and over looked I begin my teenage years with an over riding sense of angst that caused shock waves of panic when ever I left the house. I could not bring myself to face the sun for a year, let alone put on my socks. But I preserved, so much so that when I graduated high school I entered college the next year. Unfortunately the years of upheaval had taken their toll on my psyche and I turned to alcohol for comfort. Then to sex, then to drugs and finally the needle. I remember slamming crank into my veins and staring at the clock on the VCR wondering if finally god was going to relieve me from that miserable life. He did, but not in the way that I expected. I lived to know sobriety and although I survived that experience, meeting my husband would be the next endurance. I thought I was through with wondering daily if I was going to survive, to finally know rest, but that was not to be. When ever he had his mood swings I was transported to the most terrifying moments of my childhood, where there was no escape, only pain. I knew that I had to escape from him, but this time I did not do it for me, but for those that were too small to defend themselves. So here I sit, after a heart wrenching week in which I may have leaned upon you a little too much for support, because perhaps I was exhausted from the fight that life has given me. Then you gave up on me too, after I had been asked to leave only place I have known security and love, my home, for you. I felt cheated, used, tossed aside once again to wonder what other blows given to me by this life I must survive. I must tell you then, that if you are serious, that you were only stressed and that is what caused you to send this text to me, then you must be overwhelming in your affections. For I have known so little love in this short life, that I only expect more pain at the hands of those that say they care for me. I know it is a lot to demand, overwhelming affection, especially when you are so intent on giving it to all, however I must demand it or I will assume that you do not want me. And I will walk away as I am willing to give it all in return, but only to someone that will reciprocate.

> > Do you want to be blamed for the egg gas? Do you want it to be your fault that people cant breath? Well then get your butt over to Diana's Trick or Treak auction DO IT NOW And no one will be hurt I promise you, you will be happy > PS I want a PONY

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ATTENTION WHORE FOR SALE That is right this lovely attention whore can be yours!!! BID NOW, BID OFTEN!!!! REMEMBER THERE ARE SOME LOVELY GIFTS THAT COME WITH YOUR OWNERSHIP!!! To name a few: A BLOW UP SHEEP NAMED STAN "SLIGHTLY USED" A SWIFT KICK IN THE ASS WHEN YOU ARE FEELING EMO AND MUCH MUCH MORE!!!! --a cookie to every third bidder, if I do not eat it first--

Give up the fu bucks to this lovely lady and you will receive something even greater in return I just wish I knew what that was... All comments/suggestions cost 10,000 fubucks, paid directly to IDAHO, the best broad on fubar!

What can I say about the man I love's first HH tomorrow?? SAVE YOUR RATES FOR IT OR I WILL KILL YOU....or more likely find out where you live and shave your pets. Its at 8pm PST And remember I will systematically cover your carpets with all shaved pet hair!

BISH FOR SALE This lovely lady is all about the handcuffs and hot wax, if you are smart you will make her your own. Just be forewarned, DON'T WEAR A BLINDFOLD, you will wake up naked and feeling violated! BUT HAPPY!!!