"it doesnt matter where you've been, as long as it was deep"
after listening to the cars for two consecutive hours, i decided i would delite my small blurty audience with a post. and because this audience is small, i can probably say whatever the fuck i want, since it is just meagamus reading, right?
i want him on a golf course, naked, midnight. stars and absence of the masses of the world. just me and that hot head of hair, that cute great body. that dark sense of humor. i want to make him secure.
naked.
i would also like to be on vicodin. but i am a good girl, right? i dont do that shit any more, right?
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