life without being fantasized about is what I seek. but has yet to materialise, as I have dreamed for. mean while i am no longer in a relationship, is cosensual, ok. i was in exploitation, a helpless one. my body is otherwise perfect, if you like augmented! several alterations not necessary, if you can accept on me. i can be your friend if i you like. love, ss
Evidently, due to an untitled usury - age-old, malformed and discontent (or the blur, the paper-fold, the diatribulation) - I have to start with a capital letter. Effort ... and all in sunlight, too. Bother to read me; bother to in-read me. I am not boo hoo, through subtle, with my sexuality destroyed at a stroke. Who will I survive this time? My actual name starts with a capital letter. I don't need your consigns and self-making. Upon my ego, I wear my boots. (That concept, that construement, that spectral conversion.) Your non-acceptance, your way of thinking, is not so much beyond them, as mommy tells. The art of seduction seems to be missing.

What shame awaits? How nice it would be.

music: Anthony Donovan & Jaan Patterson
text: murmurists
movie: undRess Béton
Classwar Karaoke Survey 0008 (less info)