toolgirl

Last night in bed I was all curled up in the fetal position with my hands near my face. I fell asleep to the smell of my own pussy combined with the smell of strippers. You know what I'm talking about when you get that smell of strippers on you. It is sooooooo good.

I would title last night, "Playing in a wasteland of excess." A friend and I went to Rick's Nightclub on Lake City in Seattle where I spent way too much money. After a few hours we decided we'd better leave. So we were saying goodbye in the parking lot and before we knew it we'd decided to check out the DejaVu down the road since neither of us had been there! WTF!!!! It wasn't as good as Rick's, but they had some great porn on a TV screen and better chairs. That porn really got me. FUCK what an incredible night!

So then I went home and started "the violation of toolgirl." I didn't want to cum - I just wanted that feeling of being on the edge to last forever. But of course I am weak and couldn't help myself.

Holy Fuck. I really don't know what else to say.

Oh, and I got new glasses today!