Thursday, March 12, 2009

Lick



A day infused with indefinitive naughtiness. Unbarably meticulous evil. Uncensored sweet betterment. Unwelcome clarity. Overindulgement. Sexy. The wheels are all but not in motion. Crazed pupils amongst the plenty. Childlike smile.

Double bounce you off if you're not careful.

And chocolate dripping down my wrist.

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