isn't it an honor to shoot your cum on the wall or carpet to mark your territory as a man?
Renovated with fresh paint, new furniture and bedding
Linen washed, had a cleaner through the place
some air freshner sprayed, window propped open in the dunny
Same as when they shut, like a museum
Mould and cobwebs
New forms of life growing, rotting manchester, the stench of death
isn't it an honor to shoot your cum on the wall or carpet to mark your territory as a man?