I go to practice tying the knot to hang myself with and think brilliantly that I already have rope that would be perfect for it. I walk home all excited to try only to realize that I threw out the rope in the beginning of the summer because I wasn’t into bondage anymore and didn’t think I needed it. Haha wow sometimes I really think the world is just messing with me. I can’t explain what a let down that whole rush was.
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Ahh..the joys of masakistic torture! lol
Look hard between the lines.. There is a good reason you tossed the rope I’m sure. And I hope you don’t find it again. 🙂 you know..for your own safety! Hehe