nanise

Just had to post this extra supa-fantastic funny e-mail I got from my lovely friend, Kristy Nanise...

" .....how many fates turn around in the over time? ballerinas that have fins that you'll never find. you thought that you were the bomb yes well so did i. say you don't want this. this circus we're in , but you don't . you don't really mean it,.

yah.

i love that song. i alWAYS have been quite close to it. and here it is back last week, i dug it out to feel something, and boom that line resurfaced and i remember wanting that on my body pre- newly started tattoo collection. that whole chorus kicks me in the crotch, but i can't get the whole thing inked on my body. well.....i could. ....hahaha. seriously now we can see why i want that one. that line...now more than any other time. damn it.

an asian man was sucking my nipples in the amazon,in a pool of pristine last night. i know what your thinking . again? hahaha actually on other nights it's a weird turbanited cab driver trying to get fresh with me. or someone way older and not that hot. is my mind gettting more cock so i don't have ot worry about it...daily cravings , why can't it be like...cucumber sandwiches or frozen caramilks.??but no, it has to be genitals .

stoned , cold
frozen to the floor
a battlefront
before me
of an internal wars.

so . i look at myself......observe every skin graph sometimes,,,size up freckles and make sexy drag queen lips...i look really closely while i wait til my spoon in the freezer is ready to remove my eye circles from having good times on saturdays and a few days to be later posted. as soon as i fucking remember where i was indeed.
i know it something about pushing it to 2 a.m/
and yah.

this is what i got. goin on . documented for no one's sake but my odd..yet well lit...personal enterainment ..


bon soir.
nanise"