You're such an awesome writer! (Damn philosophy majors...) Existence need not have a purpose, you say? I don't agree with that...but we can argue about that later. -Lisa
Translation: Blah-blah-blah- I'm starting a journal. Blah-blah-blah- I need to come out of the closet. Blah-blah-blah- I shall reveal once-and-for-all my inner homosexuality that is buried deep within my thin leather pants. A homosexuality so strong it prods within, seeking an outlet at every bodily orafice. I long lustfully for meaning - but thanks to Kenny, the paragon of masculinity, my true self can now penetrate the delicate walls of my skin to see the light I have shadowed it from all these years. This unfettered envy a prime example of how I lust for heterosexual men - always the unobtainable... As it extrudes my exterior... I cannot help but think I can never equal the epitome of sexiness modeled and manifested in every pore of the one and only GOD - Kenny. Why you may ask? Because I am gay... and I shall forever be gay. That is why I must use this journal to worship my god so that one day I may become straight like him...
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- end translation.
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*looking at Kenny's icon*
Nope.
The so-called Godly Kenny is hiding behind a mask; nothing but fag behind the cover.
=P
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what next - a giant condom on head as a crown?
you know no limit to your sodomy
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-Tchan
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