petertstone
and on the silk she wore. the dim light just looked sweet on her legs. Can't really know what i'm describing but the fact that she's there is all I needed
I have a favorite hood sweater. Red and made of wool. Keeps me warm and makes my chest soft for you to cuddle on. I don't know if you would ever again. Sure someone else will, but I hope you make it back first if you once consider me again
yesterday's word. oh great moderator, where art thou. Change the word. Hmmm.. chocolate.. Do'h!
Better than chocolate melting in your mouth during sex. You must have been enjoying your freedom since that
the piano sounds like a carnival and the microphone smells like a beer........... I love that song
I charged at the wall. A tower in my hand. I before I hit the wall, I slammed the equipment on the concrete. Everything was falling two years ago. There was little left to do. Sometimes I need something to break. I haven't broken anything out of anger except a heart
at times I want to stick a needle in to see how it feels. I am too strong for such a thing. Drugs will not make anything better even to forget about a previous year and it's end
A have to admit one fragrance she wore didn't smell so good...
I have an alarm setting on my Ipod. I like to use the alarm tone. It sounds very alarming and makes me wake up as if I was in some sort of panic. As if I've woken up from a nightmare. A good way to wake up responsibly.
I don't believe in fate. I don't believe in a controller for my life other than me. I don't believe in things meant to be, or not to be. I choose what is supposed to happen to me.
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