So here is some magnetic-poetry-a-la-Eryn:
how she never will pretend
from obsessed breathe again
while lust into love erupt
remove my skin pressure me
always smooth naked feel
sweet kiss deep slow
with more release explode
control your want
his love would last
remember that you crave him
I hate having the flu. I'm sick in bed. Just sitting here not doing anything and I don't think that I could sleep anymore, even if it was the big sleep. With any luck, however, I'll be able to lose 30 lbs...or something. At least a few...whatever.
Could someone pass me the Nyquil?
how she never will pretend
from obsessed breathe again
while lust into love erupt
remove my skin pressure me
always smooth naked feel
sweet kiss deep slow
with more release explode
control your want
his love would last
remember that you crave him
I hate having the flu. I'm sick in bed. Just sitting here not doing anything and I don't think that I could sleep anymore, even if it was the big sleep. With any luck, however, I'll be able to lose 30 lbs...or something. At least a few...whatever.
Could someone pass me the Nyquil?
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Sorry to hear you're sick
I've been having a very boring life, so I haven't posted in like...weeks. So far this has been the summer of disappointment, and I don't like to complain too much, so it's been easier to just not write anything at all
Maybe now I know you're back, I'll show up a bit more often
Godammit, I want my college years back.