You’re All a Bunch Of Perverts!!!
Never change

So far, in the raging grease fire that has been my August, I have made $199.98, a significant improvement on last month’s offering of about $16.
That money will certainly come in handy for therapy bills when I lose my mind from living in a hotel. But, hey, it could be worse. I lived in a van throughout the whole of the first lockdown. Now THAT is cabin fever and a story for another day. I’m thinking of the 12th of Nevuary or the 39th Octember.
Anywho, back to August. I cover various topics and write in various tones. We all change our voices slightly depending on what we are writing about. But my topics range from everyday life to narcissistic abuse. Family relationships to suicide.
And my wonderful, handsome/pretty, intelligent and kind followers read them with the same vigour. At some point last week, I can’t remember when. Every day is the same right now. I noticed something.
You’re all a bunch of perverts!
My highest-earning story isn’t about suicide. It isn’t about compassion. And it isn’t about coping mechanisms after abuse.
It’s about Dicks.
You little pervs all clicked on the story because you thought I was talking about peepees, admit it!
The moral of this story is you are all perverts, and I love you very much. Never change.






