I’m not a faggot! I love women and I can’t wait to marry a “choice” bride to walk side-by-side, only with her, and only with her, or with her show-stopper Mom who’s about my age, that I was with my girlfriend and her Mom at different times, not involving them together except once that’s one time only, not a fantasy… instead something you’d see on the scuzzy crumb-bum interweb!

Here’s a little True Story I have to tell, that I didn’t go alone, to his house of his mother’s almost his own, I’ll tell it, I seemed to ignore but the not smelling it, his pierced nipple-rings as an Orgasmic “Orchestrated” call it, I was serenated and date-rape’ed 2001 that, time spent, it amounted to fear and it was no fun, intruded penis bare and him naked haired, out the one window, I gazed but focused my STARE for critical resulting not in releaved to be bereaved—I have no business with anything sort-of dangerously, I dare the Drug Abuse Resistance Education to entice the young boys, with this: “If you ever encounter a homosexual Teacher, beware—he’ll wear big cock-rings to school, so sit in the front-row you know, with the faggot fuck—never to “DO”—his cock-ring will be noticeable!

All of them, they hailed the hours of a special and spherical ball to bounces as soon as a NETA customer buys an ounce of green, there, in Northampton, MA, I haven’t been seeing in-store whatmore one comeuppance of the credit-card of Credence sipping seltzer—and melt your wallet!

MY TEN BITCOIN WALLETS! $$,$$$,$$$ I hope when I soak in the suds of Pantene Pro-V to ensue a snare of the doofus’es using the smoked “Fent…” that’s dull dreams and null to me, never smoking PCP or Ecstasy, that I was too great for that high-style without a care. That “Fent” is this: How I found a man my friend, recently running and for Senator of New Hampshire, I said in 2005/2006 to him, I want to sleep on your couch!

That he offered me a guest bed, being Alas, instead of that party pro-passing out on a couch! armwrests ouch on the knees, that a political “Public Figure”—that’s what I need, and with what my next girlfriend who, 1 time each monthly lunar cycle she bleeds and needs chocolate somethings, when I say, HERSHEY’S KISSES FOR YOU SWEETIE-BOO that booming outright boobies coming au naturel as partisan and possibly disapproving of a botched sugary surgery in the mid-thirties, then, all of a nine-months SUDDEN she has her own, a baby thirsting for the Formula in a vanilla form of what suffices to be the primo choice of IFBB competition what enlarged stomachs on the sincere bodybuilders in fear of testing positive for banned substances, like minuscule additions of the nor-androgen 1-AD or even the M1T that comes in pills or shots—that bodybuilders wasting effort with unclez.net and ar-r.com if they’re still up and running, that oh I forgot about a bid-ness I’ve seen success with their asn-labs.com promo, emphaSIS-tering to the Step-Mom of 40’s yeared and puremature and that familial treason, of my Mom and Dad, I have much reasoning for knowing that they are still in love! And sitting sedentary in the stationary of a Return Address Cardinal sticker, for letters and the “Averte” bills of Medicare takes clearance for my pills, my meds while albeitso I get a large shot a higher-dose of what I knows to be legit and Holy Shit, every 3 weeks I get a butt shot of it, the HALOperidol I feel good about it early on excited, but I exited Dr. Benjamin’s office yelling—he put me in a mental hospital for like 8 months or some shit, me been to hospitals SIX TIMES and me Sober what’s the weather up in North America—oh, I know, the snowy shadows of footprints and an intru-door’s wrench to pick the key, taking away most of what I see, in my GET-UP ’N’ GO to the store to buy me more or of what I’m abiding to my promise of not taking any workout supplements or vitamins or creatine or Vitamin C, B, D, etc. the pills of Xanax, yeah I take them steadily about the Space of every six or seven hours, and I like my eggs—whites 1 yolk—poking and prodding to the pathetic patients here, who, Toffee for them Fatties, so path-bound when making sounds more-so the muttering on un to the dare your breath to make things right, that I have the best place here, people snooping on me—they’re always near, here, where I fear the fairy bullshit with my enjoyment of a JW.org who I implore him to make sure all is well with writing on the wall, he’s big and tall—Facebook profiles, that Space took it all out of me, alongside humping her for about 7 or 8 hours to I See The Light(est) pantyhose, house of Hugh Heff my 1/2 “Aliases” is Jeff and then “M” no period I made sure they fixed their syster’s stem cells to alter the Alias (and female body…) NOT TO HAVE PERIODS, oh I wish, that crimson wave of saying hey, I’m bloated and sick to my stomach today, because the females have tried it all, tall or small, that MAY I SUGGEST “MIDOL” of Barbie minus the menses of a men-straightly raising the really chocolatey coated- Raisins, the Cocoa bean of where I’ve been stressed indefinitely to have a prude and so non-privileged, with an old car Vanity was absent, and not only did she have a semi-decent job, she gave me a blowjob only 1 time only, that once, and I made it easy for her, hands to myself, that she screamed “GROSS!” and spit out my seeds of oral needs a’plenty and full amount from that little cutie—I thought there wouldn’t ever be another Allyson, my mate of 2004- her imploring me to drive faster and faster, making me worry about DUI (forced upon me!) when at the Leicester Police Station a small crowd of close-one’s screamed, “What are you dumb?” and wouldn’t you know it they insulted my having-been legitimately “RAPED ALL OF MY BODY SPIT WITH BROWN SHIT ON MY JOHNNY HO, it enslaved in what but covered in it, a deeply disturbing, Mr. John Deedy abusing me and this was when Saint John’s found out through many, people, students, faculty members, and then, he was fired from his longtime job teaching English and then Theater when I graduated, he called me “well educated” to be the complete-opposite of “Sedated” that his methamphetamine caused such amped up ELATION, pontification, and AI’s development in the news I see, like Bill Gates buying extremely high amounts of FAR-OFF FARMLAND: https://www.popularmechanics.com/science/environment/a42543527/why-is-bill-gates-buying-so-much-farmland/

40/M/VT, TBI, Single, Google: “JMRQ Heavy Industries”

so let’s “Do the Dougie” with Kate Upton!: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AAfOBSW-YFs