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Spiced Pears, Maybe
2002-07-25 // 3:47 p.m.

I like the way my cunt smells. There. Ha.

It's a nice smell, a me smell, a particularly cunt type of smell. It is, all at once, homey and adventurous and deep and exciting and soothing. All those things. Right there.

It's a nice thing.

A familiar smell. Me. Nice.

I just had to share, you know? There's something fantastic in that kind of comfort, that feeling of ah yes, I know that. I've always liked that feeling.

Hi ho. May the cunt ring out glory bells of joy.


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