dance_zanky

I went to My hometown Music Festival last weekend, lots of dancing music, beer, and yoga. It was the first time I went in a decade, the weather was actually pretty good so that was nice. I think about everyone I have known over the years and my soul is mostly filled with sour cream and burnt eggplant. I am amazed at how much money people can make playing a game of smear the queer. I don't want to be a sour loser but mom would never kill a bug and didn't believe in locking her doors. Most people justified my spanking with some talk about racist Jesus and respect for my genetic Jewish blood as the chosen people who got the private marriage. People really love lining up to whip me into forced consent and the abuse has never ended in my entire life. People call it to boot camp and psychiatry. I am now back home under the german lady's roof which feels like a concentration camp telling me to like my own race or kill myself. This country is worse than communist china. Professional framing and woodwork are justified child abuse. I am the should have been aborted fetus club.