Harmonica Shnitzel
nearly didnt get in the door as the "new" bouncer wouldnt let me in because he "didnt" know my face needless
to say that made me very aggravated which only made him more determined to not let me in lol after a couple
of minutes arguing with him and telling him i was a regular luckily an acquaintance came along and told him i
was a regular and he let me in it is totally ridiculous nobody is ever going to go in there and cause trouble
with all the big burly men in there very annoying and very stupid imagine some guy up from the country especially
to go to a gay bar for the first time and being refused entry for whatever reason basically coz he doesnt look camp
imagine the message it would send out to him if he was refused entry it doesnt bear thinking about sigh rant over
i cant communicate with you until you resolve whatever issues are causing you to express anger towards me please
let me know when it has been resolved thankyou for your patience i am unable to live with anger in my life i
actually am a nice person who a lot of people like and it is destructive to my life to have you constantly
re-enforcing to my brain that i am not a nice person peace and goodwill to you and I hope you are able to
reach a peaceful resolution i am better at shaving the head but i will do your pubes your chest your shoulders
your ankles the souls of your feat whatever you desire emotionally monogamous intertwined with physically relaxed
it is so so nice to have other humans in your life that you connect with and have feelings for and they have
feelings for you the most important thing in life is not to think about life unless you can make money and friends
from the aforementioned thinking a whistle top sewer of a job is just a collection of people who have something
to focus on together to pass the time at the beginning of the day music is about sounds not meaning of words
this is also true at the end of the day and you could be happy without work like lions in savannah if you had
a large group of people every day to associate with dedicated to the sameness of clogs my sexuality dictates
my clothing is a carburettor of conglomeration frenzies to the banal beliefs of the curvature of the dearth
