I open this page and think of a couple words to start with, then I type without stopping till I have a paragraph.Then I press publish. No pausing. No editing. (I fix up the spelling and the odd bit of punctuation to make it more in line with what my brain was thinking and my fingers were trying to type, but I don't add or remove any words) ........... Find LITTLE VISIONS VOL 1 in audiobook and zine format at https://bridesofchrist.bandcamp.com/album/little-visions-vol-1-audiobook
Saturday, January 31, 2015
TARANTULAS CRAWLED ALL OVER MY FACE
Tarantulas crawled all over my face. And I liked it. Their little hairy legs seemed to push right into my pores, pressing nicely into the grooves and swizzling around in the oil. For so many years I had been deathly afraid of spiders,. What a fool I had been. Now that I knew they were the ultimate inner pore masseurs, I made it my business to have them crawling all over my body at all times. I no longer needed clothing, since I was now covered head to toe in tarantulas, twenty fours a day. I'm not sure what the tarantulas were getting out of this, some sick sexual pleasure no doubt.
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