It's been one wig since my last conflation. Last night as I slept and dreamt I had the usual shamefully erotic thoughts. It was the oft-repeated wanderlust wherein Ivanka Trump creeps into my cupboard in the middle of the night an admonishes me to rub powdered silica gel into her asshole while she bounces her tits off my skull and whispers 'Onward christian soldiers'. I have to admit it's starting to feel a bit rehearsed, she's not a particularly skilled actress. So there ...
Test post. Regular blog will resume
Updated 09-02-17 at 21:04 by Cassandra
At least I hope you're off fucking, what sort of escort website would this be? l will skip Over Donald Tramp , over ye old brexit and the rest of the madness .... INSTEAD I will take a time out say FUUUUUUCK! Pardon my departure from the usual language but honestly there is Laura Lee and the SWAI trying to do their bit but everyone focused on Trump. A marmalade colured daft shot in office. Know how he got there? Not Neo Nazi, white supremecist actions ...
So sup pon these delicious songs. To a Dark Moses by Lucille Clifton you are the one i am lit for. Come with your rod that twists and is a serpent. i am the bush. i am burning i am not consumed *** The Raiment We Put On by Kelly Cherry Do you remember? We were in a room With walls as warm as anybody’s breath, And music wove us on its patterning ...
I sat looking out the window of the train as it arrived at the station. I spotted a good looking blonde girl walking along the platform and thought I recognised her. I tapped on the window as she got closer, but she just glanced at me and carried on walking. A few minutes later the train started to leave the station and I settled back down to reading a book. After a while, the train went into a tunnel, and the carriage got darker. Then, a pair of hands covered my eyes from behind, and a sweet voice ...