Sleep Dirt || Comments

Gravatar I dont really know where my head is at right now while I write this.

...it just is.


Gravatar part II Forreststory:

*trying to stand up*

jeez..

*Looks up and holding your knees to get up*

heh..

ehm...

"Wanna sweep?"



*runs-----------------------------*


Gravatar *sigh*


Gravatar I wouldn’t worry too much about anyone else finding something like that, D. That kind of power is hard to find in a man and so if she quivers for you, she probably never even lets anyone else near that “secret trace” you’ve somehow found.
Oh, there’s also the fact that most men can’t find their own asses with both hands.

I will admit that because you do worry about someone else finding it – or you at least consider the possibility somewhat or you wouldn’t have said anything – not only do I suspect I know exactly what it is she does that makes you like to control her quivering, but I also suspect she’s a woman who knows exactly how to tell the men from the boys.

*whispers* But don’t tell the “fuckers” that.
You just might ruin her game.

Women are evil, D.
Doncha just love us?


Gravatar *sigh*

i wish i could say something here to take the poison out of the rattlesnake... unfortunately, no one can clean the wounds but you..

but honestly, i don't think anyone will be able to hold a candle to history and memories. it's not replacement, it's change.

..and change fucking sucks most of the time.


Gravatar I think we'd all like to point out that maybe, just possibly, it's not so much the location as it is the touch itself.

::raising a fist into the air::

More power, brother. I accept and return.


Gravatar how could anyone else do what you do? why would you even think that? this is why we are the way we are.


Gravatar No man, he really was. It was a great move. We were inverted.


Gravatar that matters, even.


Gravatar Change.

Hmmmmm............

You mean like evolution?

Methinks you got this all wrong D.


Gravatar The fact of it is, if she quivered for you like that, if anyone else should happen upon it, trust me you will be the only thing on her mind... even if it's a passing glance with the supermarket buggy... you will be what floats around her cranium.


Gravatar All this hoopla over such a short post.

Perhaps we have long underestimated the power of the quiver?





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