once again i find it friday… my lover cleans himself off for the night… i wait to be penetrated, like the music to my ears… like the food i eat, filling up my orifices with delight…
i am eager, i am hungry, i am desire, i am anger, and i am love.
in other news- i finished, ‘please kill me, the oral uncensored history of punk’ today- best book i’ve read in ages. one of the best!
