CUNT CUNT CUNT

Franklin Clinton, my spirit animal. He don't need a significant other, he just wants a significant income.

Trevor Phillips, best insane uncle ever. Hanging out with him would be the best.

Michael T̶o̶w̶n̶l̶e̶y̶ De Santa is my favorite washed-up gangster dad.

Also, I'm gonna go straight to a shooting range. Blame GTA.

I just want to see the stars again, man, I feel so soffucated being inside the house all the time. I swear when this whole Corona crap is over, I'm gonna go to the empty street at night and do crazy things like dance or whatever. I'll kiss the living hell out of the cemented ground.

I imagine it like... my adrenaline would take over me and just... punch someone's face and let the adrenaline fade in relief by the sound of their nose cracking. I can't wait to get my first punch. Much more memorable than a kiss.

My fist is urging to.

I really want to punch a cunt.

Man, I love my legs. They're not skinny, they ain't long either but they're thick and sturdy and I love looking at my curves. I used to be highly insecure of them when I was in elementary since I watched anime a lot and most of the cute girls had skinny legs. Now, I love them, I love every inch of my body (my body has gotten a little soft but I'll go back to working out once this terrible nightmare is over) and I'm comfortable with wearing a swimsuit. 

Why do people find feet... sexually attracting? No offense, ofcourse. It's weird asking someone their kinks but I always think about it. Just looking at my feet and wonder... are my feet attractive?