If you don't know who I am, this blog isn't for you. Well actually, this blog isn't really for anyone. I'm bored at work. Instead of bugging my friends who are actually busy, I'll let it out here. Is there a central theme? No. This is just whatever is running through my head at the moment. Why is it called suicide doors and whitewalls? Because I like suicide doors and whitewalls. Are you gonna keep asking me stupid questions? No, because you like to keep your brain in your head.
One wonders, if the Marquis de Sade were alive today instead of in the 18th century, would he just be another minor European aristocrat who participated in things such as the Lair de Sade or the Singapore Swingers Club, and his writings lost amongst the multitudes of books which feature sex and depravity such as the Sin City comics, Danielle Steele books and movies such as the Saw trilogy?
As dictated by
me
at
17:18
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