I'm writing this blog in courier new because I'm edgey and cool.

Just like Superman every man and/or Woman has his/her Kryptonite...

That one thing that makes them loose their shit at any given time and spaz out on the verge of uncontrollability. For some of us it's busty blondes in skin tight short shorts, for some its an elegant set of feet in an expensive pair of heels, for others its a sensible looking khaki wearing man in a bookstore reading Capote's "In Cold Blood" and weeping ever so gentley, and even for some crazy crazy mofo's it's the most depraved, shaggy, and coke'd out looking philly on the train station platform. The point is that every person has that one cutlure, creed, colour, style, smell, fetish, orifice, or appendage that has utter control over there senses and makes you go back to the primitive untaimed MAN+ and WOMANv1.0 that was our ancestrial brethren. 

For me my weakness is... Goth Girls... The monotone killer.

To this day I cannot explain what about them makes me turn into a braindead, lustfull retard but God Damn... nice

Now I know realistically nobody except kayleigh actually reads these (Hey Kayleigh....you slaaag) but still I'm going to request comments on this one.

Gals & Guys of ImageFap... Tell me what stops you dead in your tracks, makes you stutter mid sentence, causes all sensible mental action to cease, and in some cases open your floodgates or prematurely water the roses!