about my "sexual addiction" .forgive my bipolar other side, i call him "day shift" , forgive him, he gets confused when i let him out. things get messy when me and bipolar bitch side fight each other. its gets down right weird actually. i start screaming in mirrors in public restrooms, "and there you go, looking at me again. you fucking poser!" or driving and crying, laughing and listening to Level 42. my bipolar world is confusing and frightening.
taste the 80s....man, speaking of sex...man-sex...this album cover looks like a bathhouse.