Get more out of Protagonize! Login or sign up as member.

Oh if that were my problem id be but a happy being.

Recommend

My vision has been blurred scince this past week

My face has been tear-stained and my legs have been weak.

The burden I carry is worse than any load.  Any thought or feeling I have felt in this past week is crushing me like a dead weight.

I walk through the school. People busseling by, chattering, laughing. My dear friend catches up with me.

Her first words, "I have a really itchy bumhole."

Oh how I wish that was my trouble. May the world be rosey again and my bumhole ache.

The End
5.00
1

RATE THIS CHAPTER!

NOT YET RATED
Please login to rate this chapter!

RATINGS BREAKDOWN

POST A COMMENT

Wanna say something? Make yourself heard!
We reserve the right to delete spam, flames, or other nasty stuff.

Please login or sign up if you'd like to post a comment.

NO COMMENTS ABOUT THIS EXERCISE Feed

No comments have been posted yet.

EXERCISE STATS

EXERCISE TAGS

THE GOODS

SPREAD THE WORD!