So, I begin a Friday evening relaxing solo in the homestead and pondering what other transgressive tunes I'd like to throw down your ear holes, and I've come up with...
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Sorry, not a goddamnned thing tonight, dear reader.
Fuck this. I'm heading out to party and also see about getting some more ink. (I do love those needles!)
Payce. -- Y

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . o.0
Sorry, not a goddamnned thing tonight, dear reader.
Fuck this. I'm heading out to party and also see about getting some more ink. (I do love those needles!)
Payce. -- Y
