am_i_wearing_a_tampon trixie the pain from below my pants is achey and confusing. i'm loving it and hating it and even wondering if it actually exists. on one hand it feel like my organs are deteriorating slowly, very slowly, and on the other it feels like my body is crying because it aint pregnant. it says, please sarah have sex, make love, i need something to love, just like that song. i want a little embryo to nurture, it's my damn job. i feel so sexy, deeply sexy, even though my sweat smells like eggs and well, sweat, and my pores and glossy and my skin is so pale i am the shaddow of ophelia. but im flirting with everyone and looking at the stars and enjoying every bit of this hot and bloody process. and then you sit back and wiggle and little and wonder am i wearing a tampon. and you know what you do? you put one in because you dont see the string. well do you know where the string is? it's in your ass, so now you really do have double protection because you are stuffing cotton sticks into your twat at the same velocity as a coke goat on an airplane. congratulations, your night is going to shit. do you have any idea of the pain and psychological torment involved with two tampons? you have to find your tweezers while holding onto your walls and walking like a coybow. tweezers. that's all I'm gonna say. tweezers. 030813 ... minnesota_chris I really liked that, up until the string part 030814 what's it to you? who go blather from