I am sitting here in my polthrone
Smoking one which is fat while drinking some old J&B I had in my drink closet.
Certainly, demonstrating a lack of interest towards the females surrounding me, bothered by the fact of them stimulating their clitorises by humping what I nicknamed my ''third-leg.''
Likely it might be a side-effect from my sidekick with the pseudonym of cocaine, who in a a measurement scale gives me the kicks.
I display contempt towards those who attempt to tempt me, even though I'm content by being left by wenches on facebook in sent.
Still, eliciting an emotional reaction from you, perhaps even physical, while I view ew struggling to struggle against myself.
Reaching a conclusion which is ended up causing a bigger malfunction.
This is a chapter, the chapter of redemption.
PS:wanna sing smellody in stinkstar