I Don't Want People To Say Nice Things At My Funeral

My life was shít. Don't try to make it out to be better than it was with worthless platitudes and religious hogwash. There is no god, I'm going back to what I was before: Nothing....
1 comment | 7 months ago by anonymous user

There's No Such Place As Christine, Ontario

But, there was no mistaking that it was the name of the town. And, this is what I'm vulnerable to, with my new truth, my new secret. You ran away. You got us bus tickets for Prince...
0 comments | 8 months ago by anonymous user

I Love Touching My Black Nutsack

Whenever I look at a woman's rack I start to touch my black nutsack My hand goes up, I start to jack I stick three fingers in my crack And when I'm done with my self-attack I have...
1 comment | 8 months ago by anonymous user