if 1000 exuses came, think about the uncomfortable center in where all worlds would most assurredly collide.
rip your throat out.
hope sleeps with anxiety.
we all are who we are.
some blood dumps down drains.
rip your throat out.
hope sleeps with anxiety.
we all are who we are.
some blood dumps down drains.
lynx:
I am glad you like us both...xxx 