dear eating nuts and making cashew butter in my mouth diary,
how yummy i find this pleasure- the smashing action between my teeth. there is a fundamental reason we were blessed with teeth- i think it was to chew nuts. did you do it? i did. i took the money. i did not need any change. it was all there as you promised it would be. i have become a part of a secret underground railroad, sometimes you must throw an elbow to get your needs met. the train station gets crowded at times- threatening to leave everyone behind- but the train ain't supposed to be leaving the station- before its scheduled time. please don't watch me while i am sleeping- it does creep me out you know- whisper when you speak in my ear- let me feel your breath on my bare shoulder. i can trace back my memory to the first time i loved you. it was even before the first time i met you- but for sure after our first kiss. now i've got an ice cream cone tight within my clutch and i am loving licking it very very much. something really funny happens whenever i eat something frozen. and believe me i could eat popsicles by the dozen- and each and every one wold look exactly the same- like a phallus. i don't even mean to do this- to shape a frozen treat like that- but it happens every time- and when i notice- i hurry and smash it flat. sometimes i have to bite it off because popsicles don't really smash that good.
how yummy i find this pleasure- the smashing action between my teeth. there is a fundamental reason we were blessed with teeth- i think it was to chew nuts. did you do it? i did. i took the money. i did not need any change. it was all there as you promised it would be. i have become a part of a secret underground railroad, sometimes you must throw an elbow to get your needs met. the train station gets crowded at times- threatening to leave everyone behind- but the train ain't supposed to be leaving the station- before its scheduled time. please don't watch me while i am sleeping- it does creep me out you know- whisper when you speak in my ear- let me feel your breath on my bare shoulder. i can trace back my memory to the first time i loved you. it was even before the first time i met you- but for sure after our first kiss. now i've got an ice cream cone tight within my clutch and i am loving licking it very very much. something really funny happens whenever i eat something frozen. and believe me i could eat popsicles by the dozen- and each and every one wold look exactly the same- like a phallus. i don't even mean to do this- to shape a frozen treat like that- but it happens every time- and when i notice- i hurry and smash it flat. sometimes i have to bite it off because popsicles don't really smash that good.
