i'll take you to the moon he said, before you are ugly, old and dead.
and we will we play in deep dark space, and i will cum right on your face.
it has been so long since i have been on here long enough to write something. i have been keeping up with the new sets, although that's about it (of course i always have time for boobies). it has been so busy with work and now school. i like it though, never stopping, always tired, completely dazed.
i got my monroe piercing the day after my birthday (august 9th). i must say, i am quite pleased with it. my grandmother commented on it and told me she loved it. i said to her: "haha, dad doesn't like it very much" to which she, my 82 year old nanny responded: "don't mind him, he's just old fashioned". cute.
i am trying to get someone to do up a webpage for me so i can display my photos and some art. i have it collected everywhere, scattered across the dirty old interweb. i'm going to hire a detective.
i have so much cleaning to do. my bathroom is crusty. well, not so much crusty as stained with old paint. i'd like to redo the whole thing in black. can you get black toilets? black sinks? a black shower? i'd put red roses on the counter. i think it would be the most romantic bathroom ever.
i love old disney movies. cinderella, sword in the stone, the fox and the hound... i have been in a bit of a movie buying crazy lately and they are quite hard to find. e-bay here i come.
well, there is not much time for me to stick around and jot. i have a warm bed to attend.
take care of yourselves you crazy cats.
it's a wild world.
i'll take you to the moon he said, before you are ugly, old and dead.
and we will we play in deep dark space, and i will cum right on your face.
and you can sing sweet music dear, and perhaps i'll spit and pull your hair.
and loneliness will be no more, at least until you're 34,
when i'll bring you back and trade you in
for a bottle of whiskey, scotch and gin.
because i'd rather be drunk on an old dark rye
then watch you turn ugly, old and die.
and we will we play in deep dark space, and i will cum right on your face.
it has been so long since i have been on here long enough to write something. i have been keeping up with the new sets, although that's about it (of course i always have time for boobies). it has been so busy with work and now school. i like it though, never stopping, always tired, completely dazed.
i got my monroe piercing the day after my birthday (august 9th). i must say, i am quite pleased with it. my grandmother commented on it and told me she loved it. i said to her: "haha, dad doesn't like it very much" to which she, my 82 year old nanny responded: "don't mind him, he's just old fashioned". cute.
i am trying to get someone to do up a webpage for me so i can display my photos and some art. i have it collected everywhere, scattered across the dirty old interweb. i'm going to hire a detective.
i have so much cleaning to do. my bathroom is crusty. well, not so much crusty as stained with old paint. i'd like to redo the whole thing in black. can you get black toilets? black sinks? a black shower? i'd put red roses on the counter. i think it would be the most romantic bathroom ever.
i love old disney movies. cinderella, sword in the stone, the fox and the hound... i have been in a bit of a movie buying crazy lately and they are quite hard to find. e-bay here i come.
well, there is not much time for me to stick around and jot. i have a warm bed to attend.
take care of yourselves you crazy cats.
it's a wild world.
i'll take you to the moon he said, before you are ugly, old and dead.
and we will we play in deep dark space, and i will cum right on your face.
and you can sing sweet music dear, and perhaps i'll spit and pull your hair.
and loneliness will be no more, at least until you're 34,
when i'll bring you back and trade you in
for a bottle of whiskey, scotch and gin.
because i'd rather be drunk on an old dark rye
then watch you turn ugly, old and die.