I’ll just use this old blog to post shit to become popular Ola new people that followed me during my leave of absence.
A tingle, no a shock surges down your spine of the purest fucking pleasure. Your mouth cracks into a broad smile, so broad you feel the sides of your face go numb. Your tongue snakes out and dances around, no longer hiding your secrets, feeling the jolts from the surge spark from it’s tip. Hands now curl into fists but no, not for long. Digits 1 and 4 shoot up and the electricity flowing through you causes that most sought out of motions. Rocking. Your hands begin to rock back and forth, your head joins in. No matter how short the hairs on your head, they begin to flip and wave and dance. The angelic thunder ringing through your ears.
The thunder stops. You got the after shock now, supplying the energy that is further pumping you up to the tiers of “FUCK YEAH” and feeding the music demon that resides in your soul. He gets off on this shit.
What is it that could’ve caused such a wickedly blissful reaction?
Should I return to the prodigal son just out of the want for fame?
This is blog 2.0 of the one and only multidimensional ninja and mysterious master of rifts. On this…
AnonymousNo just in case something happens but I’m probably going to be blogging only from rift-master from now on
This is blog 2.0 of the one and only multidimensional ninja and mysterious master of rifts. On this…
I would totally read half this magazine
