It's in my sub-concious slowly working it's way up. Priorities rearranging themselves. Phantom sounds of woman noises, reaction without stimulation. The dreams, man, the dreams. Every night the scenes play out, every morning still alone. Waking up, head on one pillow, holding another. How many hours a day thinking of somone I'll never meet? Haunted by black hair and deep, soulful eyes the color of a winter sky. Distances and obligations.
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lila:
what can i say?...i've just always had a craving for a pink sparkly dildo...i think it would make a good dresser decoration as well as the intended use.... 
hel:
you knew the episode... good very good..... love your profile pic, i have nailbunny tattooed on my arm... 