you'll come down

where does it all go at christmas we can alkways be alone this way winter breeze drips down spirals clutter over our heads it can mean something if we tell the truth tell ourselves we care about something anythiong but a warm body next to us a wet soft spot to put ourselves into long rod to put into yourself it all amounts to this where is all the honeymoon life where is all the lights and bells and whistles we told our children about when it was too cold to go outside our parents gave us snata so we could pass down sex drive to our children "sex" we tell them in actions left not unnoticed "is the only things of value. if you can get them naked, do, it's all worth it then, all worth tingles and funny feelings in your stomach then sleep and wake up coyote ugly at your side wish you hadn't told the truth, tell them whatever you ahve to as long as they'll let you put it in as long as they'll put it in you kiss your soft parts make them hard make them wet it all goes well for this your a bi product of the only thing we care about".

good news is best on an empty stomach.

2002-10-27 | 3:50 p.m.
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