I know, this is just a summary of what Ive seen today. Just two fucking fat bitches among the immense fucking amount of bitchery that is all around. But it was just like that. Two fucking vaginas hidden in a fucking universe of fat, that you could never go through, even if you were a fucking sauropod dinosaur with a loli fetish.
I saw plenty of those creatures. It was dark. And it was in a bus. The fat slut. The fat cunt of absurd proportions chewing a fucking chocolate bar. I just never see a good looking chick fellating chocolate like that. It was more than just oral sex with the thing. It was love. It was a whale loving water. It was a dolphin loving water. It was a fucking shark loving water. It was a fucking fat slutty cunt loving a fucking bar of chocolate.
The bitch. It had painted eyebrows. Why. Why does it do so. I CANT FUCKING IMAGINE ANY FUCKING CREATURE THAT WOULD FIND THAT FUCKING SHIT ATTRACTIVE. Not even a fucking inbred goblin. And that next vulva next to her, with a human female body around it, it had this shit too. The motherfucking line representing a fucking eyebrow. A parody of a body part.
Im glad that I am what I am, because - I dont have to be the guy who just gets there. The guy, the hero. The splendid man, who has the courage, the physical ability, and the fucking will to carry on finding a clitoris in that absurd quantity of flesh. Nobody has to be. Thats why I hate depressive people. Yes. The stupid fucking people with depressions.
Get a fucking connection to a fucking internet and find some diseases that you dont have. Look at the pictures. How easy is that? Then go out (!!!) and find the most hideous person possesing a vagina. Ask her about life. Ask her about other stuff. And then feel good. You dont fucking have to find her attractive. Shes a female.
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So I was waiting there. On the bus stop. There was a black guy fighting with a gypsy girl. They were speaking czech, but I still couldnt understand a single word of what they were saying. Their lives had to be painful. But not painful enough. I would be happy to make them suffer more. I would cut them with anything I owned.
Then, my bus arrived. I like it when buses arrive, because you just can tell. Buses just fart their way towards you. Not like other cars which just go around you and you can tell by the frequency of the noise that theyre making: that bitch is not the fuck going to take you home. Compare it to the fat bitch that arrives next. A bus farting its way towards you. A fucking crawling box of space. You can just enter its dimension and observe homeless sluts nipples firmly hidden in filthy clothes.
You will soon be home.