Ok...time for me to go home. Puttin' my stuff in a bag as we speak. Next stop, the motherland, primed to be a complete ass to Dia's heartbreaker should I see him. Actually, she forbade me from punching him in the eye if I see him, so I will just give him the demonicfemme evil stare with my flaming orange contacts. Gotta love those.
Soundtrack: Flogging Molly, "Drunken Lullabies"
Costume: Draped in black
Primary Mission: Go home, visit friends, get into bitchy streetfights with enemies
Secondary Mission: Trick someone into making out with me
Mood: Locked and loaded
I'll have to leave Christina for a few days...dammit. Ah Christina, she's the wind beneath my wings...and the heat between my legs.
Soundtrack: Flogging Molly, "Drunken Lullabies"
Costume: Draped in black
Primary Mission: Go home, visit friends, get into bitchy streetfights with enemies
Secondary Mission: Trick someone into making out with me
Mood: Locked and loaded
I'll have to leave Christina for a few days...dammit. Ah Christina, she's the wind beneath my wings...and the heat between my legs.
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sixsixty:
my god. wind beneath my wings. is that how flying works? isn't it more important that there be no wind above the wings. well i guess its equally as important to have the wind beneath as to have no wind above. oh well. nevermind.
zona:
wow, this christina sounds like a tasty morsel. especially if she's identical to claudia. your posts make me laugh too.
