I loooooooooooooove it there. I love eyes on me. I love applause.
Is that wrong? Arrogant? Cheesy?
I don't care. It's fucking hot. I don't ever get the chance to feel so alive unless I'm being fucked. And it would have to be good to match the feeling. Like hair-pulling, ass-slapping, name-calling good fucking.
ALIVE! AT HOME! AT LAST!
Monday, April 28, 2008
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yep. just honest.
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