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Fantasies, fantasies. Oh, the options! Sick ones, lame ones, and boring ones. I have them all. Except for little men.  No appeal at all. Men? Women, too! Who gives a **** it's not a real ***** Not even something I would ever do. Blowing Oskar Schindler because he had such a big heart. Britney Spears, I'll tear that ***** ***** apart! Getting into serial killer's cars, hoping they tease me with a knife. Smiling in ecstasy as they slit away my life. Nazis! Nazis! Make me weak in the knees. ***** my family in the old country. Here I dream and say "Yes, please!" Some Japanese war-time brothel. Hell, I could even be the runner of a geisha tea house. These girls better answer to me, not make a sound louder than mouse! Dare not ask if anyone else has these thoughts, especially friends. I know I will never see them again, if it comes out!
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May 4, 2010
May 4, 2010 at 10:25 PM UTC
fantasies
Fantasies, fantasies. Oh, the options! Sick ones, lame ones, and boring ones. I have them all. Except for little men.  No appeal at all. Men? Women, too! Who gives a **** it's not a real ***** Not even something I would ever do. Blowing Oskar Schindler because he had such a big heart. Britney Spears, I'll tear that ***** ***** apart! Getting into serial killer's cars, hoping they tease me with a knife. Smiling in ecstasy as they slit away my life. Nazis! Nazis! Make me weak in the knees. ***** my family in the old country. Here I dream and say "Yes, please!" Some Japanese war-time brothel. Hell, I could even be the runner of a geisha tea house. These girls better answer to me, not make a sound louder than mouse! Dare not ask if anyone else has these thoughts, especially friends. I know I will never see them again, if it comes out!
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May 4, 2010
May 4, 2010 at 10:25 PM UTC
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