tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17704333.post-74662252317974732272008-06-23T01:51:00.003-04:002008-06-25T01:19:40.261-04:002008-06-25T01:19:40.261-04:00

Maybe next time, she wheezed. As the cum erupted between her legs. All the sounds in her head. Vomiting at once. After a long frat party of men. It's their cures I find offensive. Seducing the diseases. The banalities of profit. We are cartoons. Their anvils falling on us. We are pop up story books. Grim fairy tales saving ungrateful princesses. Overwhelmed by the option of giving up. Dormant

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