i have returned.
absolved.
yet my loins remain enslaved by the memory of her.
conjugating will drown the final hold of her betrayal
but alas this state is unattainable like charming fog into the palm of your hand
is this all quixotic?
absolved.
yet my loins remain enslaved by the memory of her.
conjugating will drown the final hold of her betrayal
but alas this state is unattainable like charming fog into the palm of your hand
is this all quixotic?
trilobyte:
You did what to your loins?
trilo
trilo