"There's one" I slide in with a sop towel, not cold.breathe the it thing around and get a hey you shoulder. She.Bbjop.Falls into my arms and tickles my chin )Loves me down) She laughs holding hip throws me down.face.in a mossy gas.expired hash bait of abandoned memory pool.south side.Waste of.

I rip my fingers into her purple boys together.abaft.we comms out the blue and it gets deeper when the spring is up, cleated to her breath.She has hands of purpose that shake me into the low light pushee to her dark room sayong all kinda cute murmurs. Kinda, bcoz wut if they are pitched low on piroos drives home a steady ready steady go go go! Ohshii, wup, you came over and i made certain the curtains were domesticated in tame destruction.it's daged news.that.high pressure to get mined by a decent miner.into onto the block. For he saketh of your peace of mind.Dash.flashes of blue chase a solo miner.drones or something like a automated angel photographs the action, and non-action (from what i can see) looking off B shoulder. Talk of whisper rather of going East.I'm avoiding contact, aigh. SwifT.switch of ball to bag spam circles us now that we are whispering. We can adjustbit is not difficult, up and down, that's it.i shall always remember this version of you, twinkling in the rim light of this approaching angel, photographing your unfiltered-ness.to my cradle cuffs.soft.gutterall modulation is hers to me.flash