Oh, hi, I'm Firefox.
It's been a while since I've bothered to share the details of my life, and I apologize, as I'm sure you hang on my every word. If that is the case (oh boy, do I really have followers?
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I started drawing Molly (slut skunk extraordinaire) the other day; still need to finish that sketch, but I love it so far. It's hard to show just exactly how huge her tits are with graphite on sketch paper, or just how heavy or soft or full of milk. I've been ocing with our hero [link] quite a bit. He's a pretty cool duder, and he accepts cash for art, you know!
I keep getting newer, stranger fetishes, for whatever reason, too D: It started with androids and cyborgs, and then scars and synthetic limbs and bodies held together with duct tape and stitches, and that led to sentient zombies, and then Acid happened, and I started pondering creatures made of inanimate objects, like mannequins or something. Urghhh. Thanks, Twilight Zone.
On that note, why do I like the "Fallout" scenario so much? World destroyed, society scrambled, the survivors getting by on scavenging pre war ruins for hundreds of years to come. I also like the idea of the entire race coming to an end, and all but maybe two people are left, standing amongst the skeletons of skyscrapers. I don't like the wasteland sort of environment, though. I like the kind where the earth is slowly reclaiming the land, all the old, bombed out buildings covered in a dense carpet of vegetation, full of strange birds and scurrying rodents.
Man, maybe I just hate people, and want an empty world all to myself?





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