Of binding contacts and dissolutions |
Legal means nothing if you aren't getting laid.
Posted by on Sat, 20 May 2006 15:05:00 GMT |
Of lap dogs and tea biscuits |
I wish I could have him half as wrapped as she does after all this time.
Posted by on Sun, 14 May 2006 17:41:00 GMT |
Of transduction and hunger |
The feeling is warm laundry and whole grain bread.
Posted by on Thu, 27 Apr 2006 20:48:00 GMT |
Of angles and two double-a's: |
The pictures taken during sex are the more attractive.
Posted by on Sun, 09 Apr 2006 23:42:00 GMT |
Of poly-cotton blend and sweet tea |
My (unborn) child drowned in her father's sweet tea. All because someone put lemons in it. They held her down. (She was revived.)
Posted by on Wed, 05 Apr 2006 14:56:00 GMT |
Veal |
Hemingway wrote me.
Posted by on Thu, 16 Feb 2006 17:12:00 GMT |
Covalent Bonds |
What has happened to me?
Posted by on Thu, 09 Feb 2006 16:03:00 GMT |
Sappy Solstice? |
The closest I've been to feeling that perfect is the day I fell on the beach while he watched.
Posted by on Wed, 21 Dec 2005 15:38:00 GMT |
Your morals are showing. |
A whore is better than a thief.
Posted by on Wed, 14 Dec 2005 19:25:00 GMT |
Fitting |
I'd rather not live with myself right now.
Posted by on Sun, 11 Dec 2005 18:19:00 GMT |
