No one looks at this so I’ll post topless pics on here coz I’m like a free hippie nudist sometimes and no one looks at it. And because I look boss. And I’m not very conservative you see. Oops. I’ll see if I can get a patreon going or something – I can’t right now – I think all 6 ladies will want to see me you know. A nice sorta shy rebellious lad in his early 30s who plays fantasy footy has big sex appeal you see. This is a secret place. Oops are my thoughts coming out here. And you’re reading them, oh dear – or you’re not seeing them – well no one looks at this site so you know. Joking ish – some do – it’s worth it for even just 1 person to get something from it – and that person is me. Trippy this lad. I mean I’ll just put cheeky pics on the gram actually. It’s Autumn now though – I’ll have to get some in a sauna or something.

43rd day in a row posting today. No one looks at it but I do it for a laugh. It’s like a virtual version of myself. Plus, it’s a social experiment – I’m using the confidence from doing this – to use in ‘reality’. Also, it helps me to write to get emotions out, to be expressive and it’s a decent outlet in terms of ‘writing’/’editing’.

So if you look at my site then stop pretending that ya don’t. Ya stalker. Mesin lad. Or lady. Anyway, I’m that rebellious that I break grammar rules because I want to and I’m anti establishment. I mean I’ll throw in some ‘fancy’ words sometimes too – I’ve got loads of vocabulary in my locker mate – but sometimes I deliberately choose not to use my key to access them.

Anyway, society is changing. This is site can also be known as Zinder sometimes. But a real version. And a fantasy version. Bit of both. I’ve written about how I am, my flaws, my strengths etc. I use this to take into ‘real’ social interactions.

Going with the flow. No one looks at this site. Well maybe some do to see me look boss with my top off in a couple of pics and see how unique my life is – mesin they were ages ago those posts I think. I think it’s about feeling satisfied, knowing what ya about & having outlets. Yeah, this is a parody, sort of.

It’s not really Zinder. No one looks at it. I mean you’re not looking at this now because no one looks at it. Ah ok then, look ya want I don’t mind.

I’m not very conservative & I’m very open – it’s like I strip & get naked with words here – I mean it’s like another version of Instagram. It’s not Victorian times, you can show skin but obviously it’s down to each person. As a man, I’ll show off my legs thank you very much. As women and men we’re all the same but different – I’m about love, peace & rebellion.

I’m taking the piss out of many things, including myself. I’m not going on Love Island – they won’t want someone real on there and my hair is a bit different/’weird’/imperfect but whatever really – I’ve got boss shoulders I’ve been told though, I know who I am – a nob head – and I’m full of confidence. I mean, I’m not some muscley beef head but so what – I don’t need to be – I’m me lad.

But sometimes it dips – my confidence that is – it’s called being human. Mesin, I’m not a nob head, I don’t know maybe I am – mesin – but I treat people with respect & I’m pretty sound to people.

I went to the match last night. It was a birthday present. I’m very lucky and grateful for that – bit Spanglish that bit – good because speakin’ Spanglish is cool vale, amigo/amiga.

Big win. Matip lad. Love him. Was defo a glitz in the matrix for that goal – that lad on the line for Ajax was behind the line or something and it went in. It’s about the ball hitting the back of the net. Not always mate. It’s about it crossing the line. The simulator for that lad for Ajax must’ve dropped his controller or something, while he was playing ‘real life’ Pro Evo. Sound though. Glad we won. I’m not actually doing proper footy chat here (to myself) as I’m keeping it trippy and light – he says after hinting that this is possibly one big simulation – I don’t know lad I just write whatever comes out really. OK I’m putting this out now. It’s doing my head in a bit. Off for a walk in a minute. With no device. No music. Nature’s going to be my soundtrack lad.

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