fucked up my car a little today. parked in front of a brick wall after not eating anything for some time (ascetic fetish). put it in drive instead of reverse, knocking the front clip against said wall. this pushed back along the fender, making a large shallow buckle in the metal. now it really is the whitetrashmobile.
tonight, though, I feel potent. on edge. I can feel all of my pent-up energy coming together as a singularity. my chest and forearms feel full of life. I'm ready to break loose with explosive force.
anything biological, whether male or female, stands a good chance of becoming impregnated just by sharing the same air as me.
in the immortal words of Tom Waits: "I'm so horny the crack of dawn had better watch out."
soundtrack for this evening: Three Bad Jacks
tonight, though, I feel potent. on edge. I can feel all of my pent-up energy coming together as a singularity. my chest and forearms feel full of life. I'm ready to break loose with explosive force.
anything biological, whether male or female, stands a good chance of becoming impregnated just by sharing the same air as me.
in the immortal words of Tom Waits: "I'm so horny the crack of dawn had better watch out."
soundtrack for this evening: Three Bad Jacks