I’ve made fun of Cailin Russo a little bit because that’s what I do when I like girls. It is also what I do when I hate girls. So it is hard to differentiate the two…not that I actually care about any of these girls. They only exist in my inbox as they are self promoting themselves aggressively, trying to be “it girls” or part of campaigns – because it validates them and helps grow their social media – so that they feel more important than the other girls who aren’t as eager for attention…

Now I don’t hate that, I like girls who get in front of the camera – especially when topless…but there are just so many of them, it’s hard to really differentiate one from the other. They all blend into one hipster pile of hair on a skinny body with shitty tattoos…that I would ejaculate on, but in my defence I’ve ejaculated on some weird shit in my day…from kitchen tables to public door knobs…to college desks to panties found at the laundromat…I’m talent.

I just think in the grand scheme of everything – in my life and your life – no matter how much money she makes, or how shitty her dad’s punk band is, she doesn’t matter…you could argue that nothing matters..and I guess you’d be right…but along with nothing comes Cailin – just in the right circle – Russo…and here are her tits.

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