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Perez Hilton Adds A New Addition To His Life
oh…..k.
he is a new dad.
yes.
you are seeing correctly.
that is his child...
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Someone Get The Butter To Grease Those Thighs!
I know ya’ll about to tell me I’m about to go to hell.
Well according to the Bible since I fuck men I’m going there anyway…
But seriously, this had me rolling at 11am….
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When I Grow Up I Want To Be A Kid Again
To be a young cub again…
Christmas actually meant something when we were kids.
You believe that a fat older man slid down a chimney…
Well wait, for many of us, we didn’t have chimneys because I know I had none…
So, a fat older man who knew how to pick locks…
walked in and planted mysterious presents under a tree.
I heard that he even went in the fridge and ate our milk and cookies too!
It was what made us eager to get up in the morning to see if we were good or not.
And for the next couple days, time went by slowly because we had a week-long vacation to do whatever.
Cartoons, video games, toys, and all you can eat from the fridge.
Sounded like the perfect vacation package to me.
Do you miss being a kid?
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Baby, I Want That Old Thang Back…
We all want to be free.
We all want to live life feeling secure without being insecure.
A hard feat for some of us, ain’t it?????????????????????
When we are young pups, we are brave and strong.
We are adventurous and want to do many things.
Our parents told us not to do something, yet, we still found ways to break the rules.
We had courage!
As we get older, we go through things that pretty much lock us down.
We start to feel insecure and throw up walls that we pray can never be broken.
All just to be accepted.
Am I speaking to anyone today?…
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The Tale of The Dead Beat Wolf I Crushed On
Crushes can die.
That was my thought running through my head talking to my Vixen friend yesterday.
I was sitting on my couch, listening to her tell me about her no good Wolf of a man.
…the same man who I wanted to take down and conquer.
I guess all good packages can be prepackaged shit.
Here is how we all met….
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