Kermie

Avowal to Ma'am JaidYou walk towards me with spiked heels of black leather, so like their Owner, well-versed in the ways of pain. The only witnesses to my subservient bow; humility taught, as those heels push me down. Sagaciously, You reign, guiding me to forbidden pleasure. You understand me, my Mistress.Avowal to Ma'am Jaid
Oh! How goddesses weep for the adoration bestowed upon You, Mistress.
But who could see You, wrapped in leather, and not find pleasure? Who would not crave Your touch, delicately laced in pain? i know my place and keep my eyes down in remembrance to the reason it is i who bow. &nbs
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the ones who mind dont matter
the ones who matter dont mind
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Call me ignorant maybe I was never smart
Like a wolf running high on adrenaline
KMFDM~ Last Things
-John
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Visit the DEAD DAYS WEBSITE at this [link] for more comics than you could handle! Sweet.
I have more work, but I need batteries for my camera
don't have all that fancy schmancy techy stuff others do!
thanks for the comments!!
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"Somewhere in the afterlife, Ben Franklin is plowing a chick in a Viking helmet with tears in his eyes." -My friend Kimmy, on the proposed reality show for that chick that was banging Spitzer.
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"Crime and politics, the situation is always… fluid". - Firefly
erm.. here have a Santa *gives
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Merry Christmas!
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rebelling against meaningful art since 1992
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