In September the one skinny artist dude sweat and grunted too much so I opted out. Later that month the young gorgeous thug wanted to be a professional escort so I saw him out. In October the potential stalker felon cat fell in love with an idea because of blood’s warmth so I scared him…
Day: December 18, 2018
Portishead and Jim Beam
I’m weird because I can barely see and my mind makes up the deficit by making me over feel… I’m hypersensitive as hell. Over here, over feeling. Everything is painful. Beauty. Hope. Love. Is there a such thing as better anymore if there ever was? I don’t know anything much if I ever did or if…
