Passerby's determination of me when I am dressed up in this dressed down dreadful dairy state of stupidity...

All dressed up like a stupid little slut!

Look at her luscious red lips, just begging to be bit and kissed.

She wears her clothes taut so you know how she likes to be grabbed and clutched.

Lest we forget that string of cheap pearls around her neck, says she likes when you choke her until her whore blue eyes water.

And those tights so tight across that ass and what an ass it is. Perfect to slap and spank and kiss and bite and fuck.

Oh that dirty little cunt!

Strut my way in your high heels of coquette confidence, so I can give you what you are showing everyone you obviously want.

I am not a true blogger!

So this whole blogging thing... How bout that. I still am a little unsure about it. The only real reason I started was so I could show this dude that I was in to him by posting all kinds of nice thing about his site on my site and blog about it. Well that didn't really work out. So, I am going to try and do it for other reasons. The reasons are still unknown to me but so far just being able to talk/type what is on my mind fees pretty damn good. I have no idea what I will talk about. But this is not a site for the faint of heart, young, or religious. I am a blatant ass in person, and don't feel like changing on MY blog. Just saying! So some of the topics that may appear on this will be Bikes, Porn, Hate, ADHD, Reefer, Sodomy, big words you may have to Google, personal problems that I just want to bitch about, and stuff I type about in my sleep. I will also randomly put up pictures cause that will drawl in readers. I mean really a good looking girl that likes to shoot, ride bikes, snowboard, ride horses, and other active stuff makes people want to read/see more. Oh and I will also add, since this is not a published book, school paper, or paper for work I will not put too much thought in to spelling, grammar, or word usage. I am too ADD for that, and just don't care. So yeah. I think I am done for the day but who the hell knows, I may be back in a few minuets bitching about how my boyfriends youngest daughter never listening.