Wow...first journal... I feel like I'm deflowering your beautiful website, as if my vile fingers touching the keys while on this page is corrupting all of you, and is in some way a sin.
Nah, I'm just messing with you. I actually used to have an account on here that I shared with my friend. I would make the drawings and he would ink and colour them. He threw himself in front of a subway train though, so I didn't feel like using this site anymore.
It seems as though the pure sex appeal of deviantART has driven me back to all of you, into your loving, open arms. I don't mind if you grab my ass a little either. In fact, I insist you do.
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