horny sicktards

im utterly disgusted. utterly utterly disgusted. i was on the bus, 171, on the way to orchard to meet up with sfee before salsa class. so i was sitting on the aisle seat next to this woman. and this guy who comes on the bus, and stands next to my seat, and holds both the bar on the ceiling as well as the back of my seat. i felt, claustrophobic.. but anyway, he started gyrating slowly against my right shoulder/arm. i was like, still, fine with it, just annoyed. i thought it was the bus's jerky ride.but later on, when people got off the bus, he never moved down. i inched away from the aisle, squashing the woman next to me slightly, just moving away to see whether he was doing it on purpose. and HE WAS! he inched even closer.. so, i stilllll thought it might have been the bus driver's bad driving. so i sorta let him lean in on me, and tried to identify the rather hard thing that was pressing against my arm. it could have been his wallet see... but it wasnt! that sick un-fucker was rubbing against me for sexual pleasure?! ughh. and when loads of people piled onto the bus, he never moved in, towards the back of the bus. he stayed rooted to my bloody chair. and rub rub rub. i shot him a dirty look. but he kept at it. i so much wanted to hurt him real badly, but the only region i could get physical contact with was his groin. and i didnt ant him to enjoyme attempting to touch him thereeee. i feeeeeeeel so bad with myself, cuz i didnt do anything to stop him. like, shout and scold him.

tiffany saw this un-fucker doing circles on a phs girl's asss on the train this morning. sicko sicko sicko.. sick asses..


anyway, i stood on my toilet bowl and talked to my bathroom mirror for forty fives minutes today. pretending it was youuuu.