Life of the aquatic sense is drowning in boredom.
I have, how some may call it, a house that is that of a sweet ass bachelor pad.
All alone, full of food and liquor's.
Works been easy, the phone line and fax lines are down so I can't call anybody.
Though that also can be a bad thing.
People have come and visited me to help with the boredom.
but then the people leave, and the feeling comes back to haunt me.
Being alone is such a lonely feeling prolly the lonely'est of all the emotions, you could say.
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This sure is fun.
Right about now, whoever calls me with some sort of event that involves me leaving this house will sound ever so nice to my deteriorating imagination.
It's times like this, I wish i had the comfort of a lady so I could rest my weary mind between her lovely soft titties and drown my sorrows in pure bliss.
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