i'm sweating fucking bullets in these vinyl pants. though, in retrospect, i suppose that could be in part due to who is attached to the lead i hold in my left hand. or the fact that she is currently licking my boot like it tastes like french vanilla ice cream. with cherries. in any event, it is hot. and more than a bit wet.
what are you wearing?
what are you wearing?
gingerlie:
awww yeah pajammas! go cutsey pjs!
gingerlie:
nope and nope. ill add it to my wishlist! yay books.
