This is actually a coming out of the closet story, but being the realist that i am, i know i'll never fit into one. You've seen my size.
It all started back in 2012 when i met this strange handsome man at my local white supremacist anonymous group. His name was Focus.
Like any other generic love story, it started with us grabbing a cup of coffee together, and, one thing led to another and here we are 5 years later sharing a basement and bed together.
The way he caresses my breasts to calm me down when i have a rough day comes second to none. This boy might have been a farmer in a past life because i can honestly say this man has milked a cow or two before.
Now the world knows! Now you all know!
I'm sorry i've been acting like such a major poop head, but all that was bottled up anger. The last person that was this angry achieved a lot in life. Adolf was a great man, and i try to walk in his footsteps but it comes with a cost. It's either Adolf or Focus, and i chose love!
I want this song to play at our wedding:
Till next time!
Spread rainbows, not hate! And please share our love song in support with #prohomo or #guerbez