tk

buy it 'til your hands bleed. life, that is.

alas and alack.

so the night eventuated at a friend's house, hunched in fierce competition over a game of scrabble.

it was the last round; brows were furrowed & amygdalas were fully adrenalized. all i had left on my tray were two o's, two h's, and the amazing foreplay sequence of 'q' 'u' 'i', which left me in a frothing, slightly euphoric mess. yes, dropping a 'q' word...
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so it goes.

et cetera, etc.