Nudity

Benefits Of Nudism

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Don't you wish your girlfriend was hot like .....

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The big bong and chess ....

This one guy I really found really really interesting last semester. What was so interesting about him ...The shisha bong (a very big bong, I love big bongs) that he was carrying. I liked what was in his hands. He was carrying this one thing that I really love ...this thing that makes me go bananas. I wanted that specific thing in his hand. I had to talk to him ...perhaps smile and flatter him a bit just so I could get to my number one love. I finally got my "faithful one". The mint flavor was orgasmic. That is how I love my shisha. ...and the headrush, it was just perfect. My faithful one doesn't disappoint. The drugs weren't the only things giving me a headrush. The owner(if the bong was his property) of the drugs was too. Let us call him mysterious boy. He did have the perfect haircut. He looked like a puzzle, one that I would love to solve. I love puzzles, especially when YOURS TRULY is the one solving them. Chess and mind games too- Things that make Bubbles tick. A Bubble needs a prick sometime (this is a stolen line, I hope the owner doesn't find out)

I am on a mission to solve mysterious boy. He is the new pawn on my chess board. Let me make him queen instead. I am yet to find out if this game is worth it. On a random day, I am on my way to do my a test. Mysterious boy shows up behind me, holds my waist (unfortunately, I don't have goosebumps) and he calls me "beautiful". He is a flirt. Is that a step towards the right direction?? Maybe ...maybe not. Wait a minute, he hasn't asked for my name. We just might be playing the same game here. All I need is a two minute conversation with him and I will get what I want. I don't exactly want anything. You know that feeling you get after playing chess for hours and you finally win....or that feeling you get when you solve a calculus problem that 10 of your friend's were unable to solve. Do you now have a vivid picture of exactly what I am trying to get out of this??

No name, no number ...all I can wait for is to bump into him again. The next time, he is with his two friends. Did he just describe me as intriguing?? Well well well ....we just might be playing the same game here. I would love to read his mind but no, that will be too easy. I already knew his name. He asked for mine. I feel like I am a step ahead or rather, that is what I thought.

Haha ...mysterious boy did say something really disturbing before he left. I can't even write that here. How can you possibly say a statement that has more than 5 grammatical errors. Who was your teacher for English? How do you live in peace with yourself. Not only did it have grammatical errors, I couldn't make any sense out of it. And there goes my adrenaline ....I can't play this game anymore. Mysterious boy turned out to be 'Kijana aliye na mawazo finyu' Mission aborted.

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Boredom, the drug in my closet, boy toy auditions..

Today happens to be one of those days when I am extremely bored ...really really bored. Oh my goodness, the world and everyone in it must be having a conspiracy against me. I might just die of boredom ....what a pathetic way to lose life. What to do...what to do ...what to do..... I have a blog...lemme complain to anyone who might stumble on this. Just for the record, complaining ain't my thing. In fact, I dislike people who complain about anything and everything. Complainers are very annoying people ....they whine whine whine whine and whine without stopping. They sound like buzzing bees only they don't sting. Most of the time, they usually are complaining about nothing. Why don't you just shut your big mouth and get something more important to do. Okay ....now I'm starting to sound like someone who is complaining about complainers. I have officially zipped my big mouth too.

Everyone that I can hang out with is out of school ...either I have stopped having a life or it is just my unlucky day. Maybe I should also get out of school. No...it is pretty cold out there. I just might freeze to death. I don't want to die before I actually accomplish everything on my bucket list. Out of the 23 things on that list, I have actually done 13 already. I should edit that list and add some new things. The remaining 10 look like things that I would accomplish in just one day. Am  I still bored??? I need to activate my over active imagination. Since I started doing maths, I have become more and more stupid each single day. Now I know why I gave my phone to a DJ.

Today, I actually arranged my closet. It looks so neat ...I even took photos so that I could show my old lady. She needs to be proud of her baby ...her sweet baby. Don't I just love being the last born in the family. I get get away with my obstinacy. I don't have to set an example to any little siblings. I found something in my closet ...a drug ...a very interesting drug. I would have to be feeling very malicious to actually give it to someone. Do I feel malicious?? Yes I do...yes I do... I will put this drug in my handbag as I look for my victim. Anyone I will meet today is a possible victim. Beware of my evil stare, my very evil stare...I will unleash it today. Today is the premier of bubbles' evil stare. I should probably say sorry to whoever I will disturb today.

At this point, I will start texting all the boys in my phonebook. The first text is always the same for everyone...that is just my signature way of starting a conversation. I gotta go...I'm doing auditions for a potential boy toy. Anyone interested??

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Drowning tout .

Last night I had the weirdest dream. In a matatu, we get an accident. The matatu falls into a river. Everyone is swimming to save their lives ...even the people who didn't have the slightest clue on how to float in water, like that 90 year old grandma. Somehow, they were able to swim. It's amazing what adrenaline can actually do. I was also swimming ...I was swimming..... not to save my life but was looking for the tout. He had my change and I wanted it. Well...I woke up after that, I didn't have the chance to finish the dream.

The whole morning, I have been wanting to know what became of me and my greedy self. So, I have decided to finish the dream while I am awake. This is what happened ...I swam, swam, swam and swam looking for the tout. Where the hell is this tout ....I need my money back. The tout is nowhere to be seen. Am I ever gonna get my money back?? Perhaps I should start crying. Wailing sounds even better. It has been long since I actually wailed nicely to satisfaction. You all should try wailing in the woods ...I promise you that no wolves will catch you or even notice you are around unless you sound like one. If a wolf catches you, there is only one thing that you can do to get rid of it and become a ninja the next day ....here it is......wait for it....keep waiting .....EMBRACE THE COWARD IN YOU AND RUN ....RUN FOR YOUR LIFE ....YOUR LIFE IS IN DANGER. The wolf will eat you...then leave the rest of you to vultures. Are you scared yet??

At this point, only your feeble legs and the existing coward in you will save you. Lesson learnt ....you will be very stupid if you actually go wailing in the woods. The only people who can go wailing in the woods are those who have kinship with the animal world ...I have quite a number of those friends ...and I ain't hinting.

Well well well ...the tout is still missing. This is not good. Wait a minute, that dude over there who is almost drowning looks like a tout. Swimming towards him to save his life so I can have my money back. The poor guy cannot swim. I should hurry and save his life. He needs me..he needs my help. This is my one and only chance to be a heroin. I hope someone with a camera passes by and captures this life changing moment on video. I am going to be a goodwill ambassador. This will be the most heroic time of my life...forget about the time that I actually beat my old man in chess ...and the time I chased a dog that was supposed to be chasing me.

Did I catch the tout?? Yes I did. Did I get my money?? Hell no. Well ...hoping to get coins from a drowning man is the most stupid thing that someone can try doing. Was that moment recorded??? Sadly it wasn't. I guess I'll have to cling on to that time when I chased a dog. That was so badass ...

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