photography. colour. art stuff. pr0n-power. sexual revolution. grrls AND grrrls. billies. betties. pugs. MY pug. obscene over-usage of black liquid eyeliner. tall shoes. constricting skirts. tights. trees. big black boots. the most gigantic palm trees. tempur-pedic products. epsom salt baths with the window open and sunshine in the water. non-bullshit people - i know everyone says that, but i really really mean it, wonderful inability to suffer fools. i got no time for the jibba jabba. pretentious aires can suck my cock. be inspired and mimic, reinterpret, all that, yes ok BUT pretend to be someone else 'cause that makes you feel better than "them" (whoever the they in your them you are) by pretending to be someone you think is better than you, no. you're almost always amazingly more interesting quitting that crap. and if you're faking it you're almost always guaranteed to bore or annoy.most important interest of all: a very very naughty oh so pre-cum bonerrific throbbing sweet and brilliant beautiful and evil (in the all the right ways to perfection) fudgey love clown i found pogoing along one day that i eventually caught up to, macgyver snared and successfully kidnapped.
more aminals [sic].