I hear blogger is dead and tumblr is where the cool kids go to breed. So yeah, I'm blogging again. This area will become aesthetically pleasing after my colon menstruation acclimates. For now, gaze the emptiness.
Why am I blogging again? I don't actually know.
When I think about my motivation for blogging a chubby stripper sucking hot cheeto dust from auburn whorls materializes in my mind space.
And when I think about thinking about my motivation for blogging a schizophrenic man wearing an expressive Darth Vader mask watching a late sunrise materializes over the previous image in my mind space.
When I attempt to think anything more about the subject my mind space turns to soft shit.
What I’m actually saying is Jim J. Bullock for the win.
