Monthly Archives: April 2009

This hot hot heat.

Be here, I demanded in vain. And we’d get chocolate and ice-cream and every sweet thing that melts, and I want to know how it would taste like off your skin… I’m sure it won’t taste that good, you said. … Continue reading

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Sick.

For home. My heart. This body.

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