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Good morning, peeps. I, uh, hope everyone had a nice Fourth of July? I hadn't realized so much time had elapsed since our last chat in cyberspace. You know, this little white box is sort of intimidating, like I have to dig deep inside and find something absolutely amazing and read-worthy to share with everyone who stumbles by it. Here's a shred of wisdom for you: You can't always get what you want, do doo do. Okay, I added the last part, but the meaning remains the same.
Sure, I have my beautiful New York apartment, with my whips and harnesses up everywhere (I show horses, you dirty gits) and so many fond memories within this space. I love this place. I should have a party soon, with pretty drinks and hot, hot men.
And now, I am hungry, so little Miss Kressley is off to treat his small stomach to some breakfast foods.
xoxo
Sure, I have my beautiful New York apartment, with my whips and harnesses up everywhere (I show horses, you dirty gits) and so many fond memories within this space. I love this place. I should have a party soon, with pretty drinks and hot, hot men.
And now, I am hungry, so little Miss Kressley is off to treat his small stomach to some breakfast foods.
xoxo