Sense memory is an awful thing. It infects. Taints and transmutates thoughts and textures. Reminds me of every neck Ive brushed my tongue against.
I nuzzled deep into the crevice of a warm boys collar. Rooted around and found that bells and whistles sometimes sound. Remembered that skin can not simply be played with. Flesh is not fantasy but tangible and dangerous in its narcotic properties.
The dizzying principles of fingertips and giggles can be calculated only in relation to the amount of time spent lost in the day dream of plotting and sketching.
I nuzzled deep into the crevice of a warm boys collar. Rooted around and found that bells and whistles sometimes sound. Remembered that skin can not simply be played with. Flesh is not fantasy but tangible and dangerous in its narcotic properties.
The dizzying principles of fingertips and giggles can be calculated only in relation to the amount of time spent lost in the day dream of plotting and sketching.
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fractal:
you're fucking brilliant, you know that?
nak:
i hope she walks the plank, cus im gonna have to...