Just a poke! Poke a head Just once…maybe twice.

Never before has it come with such powerful stimulation, turning my virtue into vice.

I inhale my Gorilla Fuck (strongest strain for the brain) take it all in…

A giddy girl again, preying on a man, I make him do whatever I want him to. And willing, he’d never want to leave, happy servicing me for an eternity.

In return, I’d fulfill his every need, and make his wildest dreams come true. I gorge on the ‘how’ as I sleep.

Upon waking, my reality redressed, I ponder why I find this so fucking funny a bubble POPS in my tummy!?!?

(Truth be told, social media is terrifying to me! In person, being social gives me anxiety, but I usually enjoy conversations I just always say too much or I’m too inappropriate for the audience. Social media, however, is an impersonal way of being personal (I’m not creative enough like those who do it right). Just like with small talk, I feel creepy online, so I stay way outside the box, never making friends, except those who see my posts, lol;)