This is from over a year and a half ago before I became a reclusive healing person on this grotesque and appearance bashing chemo cure. I shriveled for several months let me tell you. But I was a sexpot I tell you. I forget because I've become so mind and soul through this time... BUT I WAS A SEXPOT!
I am already BACK in action. I deflected two closeted trainers today (I don't pay straight guys to get into me and they wanted contracts). This ridiculous thing on my back is finished now (my mom said nice turkey on your back!) and as readers well know the circle at the top is filled in black because of a mishap. By a douce of an artist and avid Eitel Thoughts reader who I still respect. Are you loving the contradictions in this paragraph, baby? Huh, HONEY? Well I DO because I'M GOING TO BE SEXY AGAIN!
