When I think about you I touch myself meaning I rub my temples, because you give me a fucking migraine. “I touch myself whenever I think about you. more specifically, I rub my temples because I get a headache because you’re awful.” Ha this quote sounds like something you would say!
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I imagine my head as a daedalian web of wires, circuits and wad receptors. My eyes are burning, glowing strange lights on the opposite wall; sometimes green and sometimes red. I rub my temples and lean my head back. It’ s so heavy. And I love When I think about you I touch myself shirt. My neck can’t hold it anymore. Everything inside is working on processing the massive number of information. Yes, even the mechanical improvements that experts applied on our brains are not enough for the large number of information we must process every day.


When I think about you, I touch myself
There’s a taste of rust in my mouth, but I keep smiling. I hear the sound of the gears inside my skull. Rhythmic. Reminds me of an old song Bjork had sung in a movie. Mmmmm… mmm… mmm… I hum the melody as I put the virtual trip goggles to reduce stress. Immediately I stand in the middle of a meadow. Tall grass has covered the old railway lines. But when I think about you I touch myself meaning I rub my temples shirt. I open my arms to balance and walk on the rails, placing my steps in absolute straight line, one after another. It relaxes me. I continue to sing in rhythm. Sometimes I think I can nearly smell the flowers, but it’s just my imagination. All I smell is actually rust, but I pretend I don’t care.


Because you give me a fucking migraine
If I’m fostering your dog, providing food, monthly prevention, got them up to date in vetting. I should not have to chase your ass to take your dog’s back. I don’t do drama! But I don’t fight for dogs! There is thousand of dogs and cats waiting for rescue in shelters. Helping you all cost me money, time, space, resource, and a fucking migraine every time I have to track your ass down. I’m done! You refused to make arrangements to pick up your 4 lg dogs and 1 cat. You give me the run around for 6 plus weeks. Your pets are no longer yours. I’m done!
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