I once got kicked out of a yoga class for trying to suck my own dick. Im pretty sure everyone else was allowed to stay because they were gay or something. Either way that was my last dance in the city before hi tailing it out if dodge and sort of living by the gun. Weekend was the only place i fit in and now my home is split into pieces. Its more than just a loss of a home, its the loss of a sensation, like being no longer able to detect the smell of meths smegma below her bussy flaps. Something about that smell controlled me, and without it im just not sure how i’ll carry on. Whatever the case since losijg it ive become clinically eetarded and abent had a single sense id smelll since the unxusent
I know what you mean. I constantly have to keep myself from ranting and screaming my eternal hatred and psychotic world view at strangers.
That's why I was so happy to find this place. I literally can't fit anywhere else anymore. Too far gone bby.
I once got kicked out of a yoga class for trying to suck my own dick. Im pretty sure everyone else was allowed to stay because they were gay or something. Either way that was my last dance in the city before hi tailing it out if dodge and sort of living by the gun. Weekend was the only place i fit in and now my home is split into pieces. Its more than just a loss of a home, its the loss of a sensation, like being no longer able to detect the smell of meths smegma below her bussy flaps. Something about that smell controlled me, and without it im just not sure how i’ll carry on. Whatever the case since losijg it ive become clinically eetarded and abent had a single sense id smelll since the unxusent
That reminds me of the time my prostitute had a miscarriage. I felt bad and tried to make her feel better but I still had 20 minutes I paid for.