The Tree of Life

Venezuelan hottie with giant ass, mullata, selling small crappola on the street, laxed, tired. Light flirting, ended up buying the Tree of Life, I consider it symbolic of my sociopathic choice, of this new life, free of indoctrinated moral values.

Too the money, stole it, kept the poker face. It’s the type of thing I would have never done but the road has taken me here, and now I will choose the road of selfishness and self interest. God help me.