lucy

My heart is full and my mind is whispering sweet nothings to my blue tongue.
My morning, though fraught with mishap, turned out quite beautifully and I am spent and sated and ready for more, if a bit sticky from the sugar.

More stores need to carry candy necklaces.
Candy stores should post their hours on the door.
The Finch bus should run more often and stop for me when I need to be somewhere.

My jawbreaker is tragic. I do so love the feeling of melted candy caressing my mouth, bu the fuzzy on my tongue makes my mouth sad.

"It was not my fault, your honor, for ten minutes a day I'm a dingo."
Bliss.
I heart my Lokikins but am worried for the world.
Two of us may be far too much for our fragile world to handle.
I blame the government for making us twin weapons of mass destruction.
Chaos, panic, pandemonium...my work here is done.

Huzzah for discordia.

Drive onto me.
Drive me inside.

Let's all be true goth and I can feed on your ass/butt.
Smile dark angel's!!!