Category : Diary/Journal

Sub Category : N/A

I woke up this morning alone in my house. 
It didn't upset me.
The moment my eyes opened
I gave myself a huge grin
I stretched and walked to the kitchen
My manhood bulging in my boxers
There was no one there
The house was spotless
Just as I had left it the night before
No one was here to dirty it behind me
No one I must clean up behind
I even looked behind me
There was food in the cabinets
The shackles I let her put on me
Were broken by her own filthiness
Hell of a thing to come so far
Happy again for being released
I laughed aloud
Then farted
 A great trumpeting rip
Hell, there's no one here, Lol

God, it’s good to be free...