dear secluded craigslist nymphomaniac,
i was adrift in a psychedelic wonderland distant and misanthropically content, but to my delight in a surreal artist state i consumed an abstraction to exigently post a diatribe in a free online forum dazzled with prolixities unbeknownst to the common cyberspace fluff bunny. nonetheless, destined to antagonize me with factoids discovered with perilous surreption from some ominous online peregrination or irrelevant source of badinage.
i understand my pastel psychokinetic polysyllabic nymphomaniac cyberspace heroine presupposed all this while magnanimously perusing craigslist in between wondering why she can't find herself a good man. fear not, i'm the lizard king and hopefully you're not another xenophobic, apathetic fascist who displays nepotism for all that isn't affluent by corporate constructed contrivance. i digress...i'm still dubious as well. i'm not too impressed at the idea you could be some anti-aesthetic form of human life classified as: bbw or fat. or perhaps lacking a reverence for a modern infrastructure that would allow you to co-exist, or subsist on some arboretum in a fabricated urban reflection transparent to everyone but you.
nonetheless, i cannot ignore my desire to seduce you indubitably with lack of judgment. alas, i save the greatest for dessert my pastel psychokinetic nymphomaniac polysyllabic cyberspace heroine. also, please forgive my idiosyncratic predilection for nymphs who allow me indulge my fetish for pastel coated easter eggs. they may become a reoccurring theme.
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