… that means I love, love words.
Yes! I’ve been gone for a while, but I have a good reason this time …
The Queers were trying to reprogram me. No matter how much I kept telling them heterosexuality is not a sin and I was born this way. It was an awful experience – all types of “therapy” – aversion, conversion and ECT – thank goodness I escaped before the lobotomy.
My brain, on what the fuck!
When I grow up I’m gonna be a tree that barks at and chases dogs.
I am a
Thank you! Thank you very much!
heterosexual
cis
whoaman
The Banksy exhibit is in Toronto; I must go before it does.
I don’t have much to say. Still looking for my dream guy. Still inconsistent but not incontinent.
If you were incontinent
when would you disclose that to your
potential partner?
Remember when Micah said to Katie, “You could have told me a demon was following you around on our third date, fifteenth or fiftieth. Anytime before we moved in together.” (Paranormal Activity (2007))
Would you rather be incontinent or have a hellish Katie-type demonic entity following you around?
Until next time – my forehead is in digital art at the moment and in my backhead, a poem is percolating. I am excited about work next week – learning cool shit! Hooray!
As always, I am sending you the best life has to offer. Please accept it! 🙂 Also, I hope you don’t get a monkeypox.
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