Hello there children!
Today I am starting a week long post-a-day feature of my blog as I am fleeing to the majestic alps away from the urine marinated streets of Helsinki. At least I'll try to keep it "post-a-day". But I'm not gonna take pressure from it. I'm not gonna take pressure from you, you of all people, jesus! So if you want to find out if I have been buried under an avelanche you can pray to hear bad news from Courmayeur (in northern Italy).
And how perfect is this: My plane leaves during the afternoon, I have yet to clean and pack my bags, I'm hungover... No scratch that, I'm still drunk - and I'd much rather be fucking one these "suicidegirls" in her metal enhanced, inked, vagina. While listening to NiN's "Head Like a Hole". But the positive thing is I can soon continue to drown my liver with booze once I get into the airport.
Damn now I'm horny, and I don't have time for a wank - wankers!
And as we are on the topic of vagina's I'd like to take time to mention the following thing. All men would like to be a woman for at least one day of their lives - to engage in copious amounts of hot lesbian sex - but I'd go for two days. One for all the cliturbation and lezzy orgies (I wonder if I'd be a squirter?) and one to perform Vagina monologues.
But fuck being a woman, I'll give you a little Vagina monologue right now:
"My Vagina is like a toxic-waste dump. Oozing with filth at times; dry as a dead rose at others. And surrounded by the overgrown forest that is my pubic hair."
I disgust myself.
Peace & Love,
-zS
Today I am starting a week long post-a-day feature of my blog as I am fleeing to the majestic alps away from the urine marinated streets of Helsinki. At least I'll try to keep it "post-a-day". But I'm not gonna take pressure from it. I'm not gonna take pressure from you, you of all people, jesus! So if you want to find out if I have been buried under an avelanche you can pray to hear bad news from Courmayeur (in northern Italy).
And how perfect is this: My plane leaves during the afternoon, I have yet to clean and pack my bags, I'm hungover... No scratch that, I'm still drunk - and I'd much rather be fucking one these "suicidegirls" in her metal enhanced, inked, vagina. While listening to NiN's "Head Like a Hole". But the positive thing is I can soon continue to drown my liver with booze once I get into the airport.
Damn now I'm horny, and I don't have time for a wank - wankers!
And as we are on the topic of vagina's I'd like to take time to mention the following thing. All men would like to be a woman for at least one day of their lives - to engage in copious amounts of hot lesbian sex - but I'd go for two days. One for all the cliturbation and lezzy orgies (I wonder if I'd be a squirter?) and one to perform Vagina monologues.
But fuck being a woman, I'll give you a little Vagina monologue right now:
"My Vagina is like a toxic-waste dump. Oozing with filth at times; dry as a dead rose at others. And surrounded by the overgrown forest that is my pubic hair."
I disgust myself.
Peace & Love,
-zS