I don't feel like writing a journal entry. Instead, a Haiku:
Inside the sex shop
Are beads you put up your ass
Isn't that silly?
A deep vagina
Knees point to the sky, open.
Your mom is a whore.
Inside the sex shop
Are beads you put up your ass
Isn't that silly?
A deep vagina
Knees point to the sky, open.
Your mom is a whore.
there once was a site that a little guy who would recite haiku;s to you...but those days are gone.
love maggie