Friday

568.

i am suh fhucking buhred i can't hardly take it//it boggles my imagination//
been staring at a wall for 6 hours//3 more to go

fuck, dude. now i remember why i started this shitty little thing in the first place. 
office works fer jerks.  jaysus fuck.
so? i'll tell you so.
i went to dore alley this year // UP YOUR ALLEY
as they call it.
HERE'S WHAT THAT LOOKED LIKE:



 and there you have it, folks. a dripping guhd time.

"who is that handsome man licking your tongue?" you're likely drool-asking your computer screen. well! i'm not going to sit here and not tell you. his name is JOHNNY ROCKITT.
johnny isn't just beautiful to look at. he's pretty on the inside, too. i am truly blessed to have met him, and double triple blessed to be able to call him a friend. 
 
WE CAN'T CALL PEOPLE WITHOUT WINGS ANGELS,
SO WE CALL THEM FRIENDS. 

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