Her kiss left an aftertaste you can't shake off. Bitter poison that was sweet; poison that flirted with your tastebuds, causing you to have it all at once, igniting the erotic side that you've suppressed for too long now. It's put you on a high, lusting for more of that taste... Poison. You could blame her, or you could fault the poison. But it doesn't matter: since the two are one. COFFEE.
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
laziness. is a virtue. eat that.
my brethren, before i start, let me leave with you, a word to be scared in your hearts forever, never to be forgotten. laziness. is a virtue.
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