I went to The Inferno for the first time last night. Good cheap drinks, oddly hot peoples and a lot of goofy goths in black pleather dancing like injured giraffes. Needless to say, it was a blast.
HI, the inferno defies me. I enjoy it, but it sometimes welcomes me back. Sometimes, it is meant to be. Good times are good times, bad times just want to be better. Sometimes I'm OK in my softness, Sometimes I am untouchable in leather.
what's shakin' red?