so i've decided anyone that's left a comment i should add as friends.
if anybody else wants to be friends send me a request
xoxo
p.s. i'm tired. i need a cat nap.
and life is surreal.
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i wanna do what's good for my body
i wanna see you sweat drenched
rough hands, tired from a long hard day.
i fall in love with random strangers.
idolizing their existence.
contemplating the line of their hip, and their clavicle, and their jawbone.
cafe girls and coffee boys
that come in to sip a cappucino,
maybe i'm in love with the dark full smell of
finely roasted espresso beans,
or just the way steamy whole milk melts in my mouth.
or just sitting alone so everybody knows 'she's that girl'
i've got to give it to you stranger
you're the best i've seen all day.
i'd like to be your voyeur
i wish i could see you from this window sill
i realize i'm silly
strangers have always got the best stories to tell.
i savor kisses on cheeks from lovers not yet known
i favor interludes of anticipation of sweet nothingness
and look forward for nothing to come to interrupt it.
2am, time to dream of strangers not so sweet
but dark and devilish and chronicly following
chasing, hollering. like a mystery novel
unfolding, detecting, reliving, connecting
strangers and lovers and dreams.



p.s. i'm tired. i need a cat nap.


__________________________________________________
i wanna do what's good for my body
i wanna see you sweat drenched
rough hands, tired from a long hard day.
i fall in love with random strangers.
idolizing their existence.
contemplating the line of their hip, and their clavicle, and their jawbone.
cafe girls and coffee boys
that come in to sip a cappucino,
maybe i'm in love with the dark full smell of
finely roasted espresso beans,
or just the way steamy whole milk melts in my mouth.
or just sitting alone so everybody knows 'she's that girl'
i've got to give it to you stranger
you're the best i've seen all day.
i'd like to be your voyeur
i wish i could see you from this window sill
i realize i'm silly
strangers have always got the best stories to tell.
i savor kisses on cheeks from lovers not yet known
i favor interludes of anticipation of sweet nothingness
and look forward for nothing to come to interrupt it.
2am, time to dream of strangers not so sweet
but dark and devilish and chronicly following
chasing, hollering. like a mystery novel
unfolding, detecting, reliving, connecting
strangers and lovers and dreams.



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You are very beautiful but I wanted to say that your butt is just about the most amazing thing I have ever seen!
p.s. Do you prefer having your panties smelled while they are on or off your body?