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U gave birth at Nando’s – m4w
Ur amniotic fluids burned my retina
As i helped with the forceps
U told me it was just pee, but i knew it was ur fluids and i loved it.
Get at me soon
Which is when I spit out my Ribena and close the tab. A spray of purple covers my footrest, i.e., my fetish slave as he absorbs the reverberation of my limbs. He’s mostly into being a puppy but likewise will let you rest your feet on him if he’s been a good boy. Got treats? When I get bored at home, watching telly, being paid 50 quid an hour for letting that poor soul be my tabouret, sometimes he confides in me in whispers what he’s researching at the moment in his History class. Apparently there were women – anchoresses – who chose to be walled into a cell to spend the rest of their life in prayer. I imagine every wall now has enough space to fit a person.
Wallet keys phone
Wallet keys phone
Wallet keys phone
Wallet keys phone
Wallet keys phone. is what I imagine myself as an anchoress contemplating on.
I was attempting to distill my own alcohol so I bought a kit online but apparently the concentration of the acidic powder that I’m using was wrong, so once the container filled up slowly, the sediment burnt a hole in the bottom.
In other news: An immunodeficient snake is slowly dying of its poison. It has a GoFundMe page now.
– Lukas Hofmann