IThrowCutlery

a malcontempt smile and a sidestepping note blabbering and chattering up your thighs follow my eyes - id like to and you see - id like to show you what my pheromones feel constant variation and i wish this were real pressing hard a gainst me don't reckon your ways child be soft and we'll lapse in luxury oh wild child wont you satisfy my needs? youll be gon by morning" this lingering imagination, a hologram is my best friend tonight in this well cushioned bed inside my head i dont stumble and stutter and we both know whats going on