Then I cannot get out of bed for another half hour, at least.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Those Are The Hardest Days
There are some days when I wake up in a room where the is sunlight blocked by the trashy roll-up shades that I cannot roll up because my bedroom windows face the street, and there are people out there who will look in the window and see straight into my heart. On these days I open my eyes and remember that there are people in the world who get off on "vore" and "furries" and "furries who like vore".