"Its cold, out there
And rough
And I kept standing 6'1"
Instead of 5'2"
And I loved my life
And I hated you"
Last night, after hours at a club, a girl sang Liz Phair songs to me while her hair softly brushed my shoulder.
Some time, I might tell you how glorious a sunrise can be when the previous night's stars were all aligned just so. And how fabulous it was when that soft hair was then trailing down my body.
And rough
And I kept standing 6'1"
Instead of 5'2"
And I loved my life
And I hated you"
Last night, after hours at a club, a girl sang Liz Phair songs to me while her hair softly brushed my shoulder.
Some time, I might tell you how glorious a sunrise can be when the previous night's stars were all aligned just so. And how fabulous it was when that soft hair was then trailing down my body.
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you are such a groovy hedonist -- i love it!!!