DavyBlue

This year has begun hot and heavy for me, it just burns of having 15 minute abs thanks to the total gym. I might be all hot, sexy and sweaty, but my Thin Lizzy isn't wearing down thanks to breakthrough water-proof technology. I peel off the slim away off my soaked abs, and tantalizingly pull down my slime+tone leggings, and fling off the custom genie bra. I know my blast of freshness is soon to come thanks to my nutriblast. Yes, I'm ashamed to have fallen for it, but the fall's not so bad thanks my bambillow, able to withstand the impact of my bowling ball head after a hard day's workout. Too bad I haven't cleaned my room...ba! Oh thank gosh,

Dear Journal Under my tree it's been empty The wait has been feeling so hefty Right now it's three a.m and twenty My fate now needs you my fine bestie You're just like a present, you're wrapped Filled with what makes me feel oh-so rapt I know you may feels sometimes trapped... So I unwrap with ease To give a soft squeeze To the tasty cheese I have just tapped It goes on the slices of bread To be melted and also be fed To your round sexy-lipped head Before we go make it to bed Because I'm so tired like dead Oh what, wrong tree. Nvm... (Now view me...) DavyBlue

Warning: Course language, distressful scenes, jelly beans, and epic themes. They say when there's nothing, there is nothing to fear, This day I was shuffling, to the dubstep I hear, So I found it baffling, when I woke over here, Under where it's lacking, and I swear it's not the beer. Everything is gone and missing, like the potato crisps, I just feel so torn and dizzy, like the wet bread which rips, And I feeling so much like pissing, like toilet seized exists, Oh how I miss starting my kissing, with my nice sexy lips. Thankfully I have found a phone with Deviantart on it, So must write to you to show that I have still got it,