Today I dropped to the floor on my knees and elbows and cried real tears, begging for God to send me a Woman. My cat had her head bent through her special wilderness-watching chair, cranked towards me, staring bewildered. I asked whether she had not seen me this down bad before, and I don’t think she has in the time I’ve had her. I have been yearning since before she was alive. It is because I dreamt of you last night, and now the chocolate on the stove is a woman I cant have. It is just about now that I would like to lose a finger.
Minigun
Bazooka 😍
It is always a beautiful day
I had a dream that I found my favourite skirt. I think it’s in northeastern Quebec. Fuck.
I, too, enjoy wearing large tomatoes on my head
Clinically Brain Dead Yet Semi-Aware Slut Mage
One last announcement- no sports bra let’s keep it bouncin’
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