I couldn't stand being inside last night, so I hopped on the bike and road out to Montauk Point. Watched the sunrise. Kinda wondered if I would immolate standing there. So now I'm back, exhausted, staring at a bed too large for one person. Eh, had to make a choice, and she was a loon. NO MORE LOONS
"That which does not kill us tries harder next time."
Gnight.
"That which does not kill us tries harder next time."
Gnight.
captsparrow:
did you really? that's ok, I still lust you. 