Dark Princess by Juliet Cook and j/j hastain
I feel like applying my own thigh pressure to this star, when i don't know where i should throw
what i feel the need to express.
Should I pitch it all over the place
or throw it away
or alternate? Does it matter? Grey matter stirs my ideas into body parts that extend beyond vertical and horizontal
and the borders of reality
intersect with the next five course lap dance from a yapping chihuahua burned at the stake. Strip