Everywhere you look at me, there’s a curve. Sometimes I wish something, somewhere, were straight, either geometrically or in the not-queer sense. Clothes would fit better, for example.
The curve of her body is making my mind go haywire. I can’t think straight, all that is on my mind is the curve that fits perfectly on her body. It
is nuisance, really.
As I threw the ball, it curved in the air; like a liquid miniscus. “Strike two!” I threw again… “You’re out!”
By G. R. Kimball on 01.01.1970
The roundness envelops me. I am suffocated by the sheer thought of it.
By chungtachicken on 01.01.1970
The wavy line is so pretty. It borders my poster for class. It reminds me of the sea
By Ashlee on 04.18.2008
Everywhere you look at me, there’s a curve. Sometimes I wish something, somewhere, were straight, either geometrically or in the not-queer sense. Clothes would fit better, for example.
By Ravyn on 04.18.2008
schurermann
By heather on 04.18.2008
The curve of her body is making my mind go haywire. I can’t think straight, all that is on my mind is the curve that fits perfectly on her body. It
is nuisance, really.
By xxien on 04.19.2008