Im getting sick of this thing, i dont know what i want to writing about. Everything has been simple, its like I'm on a cloud. I feel so appreciated given the fact of how much of an influence I have had in my boys life and for once someone is actually thankful for me, well at least bringing it to my attention that they are. I dont give a shit about his circumstances, Im here to support him in that, Im just happy I have him to call mine.
Blam blam like a great wind of mass cum saturation, cream them jeans as it consumes the brain cavity. Trickle down a new found erection of words, tantalizingly evolutional.
