flower petals leading to fresh dates on my bed.
seriously.
... laid carefully on a skull shirt, as to not stain my bedsheets.
no joke.
and a note in a scroll.
i am amelt.
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3 comments:
wow. wow. wow. will you be able to scrape your melted self off of the bed to make it to work. this is what you deserve. petals AND dates. what kind of petals?
please be in love and blog at the same time. thanks in advance.
lingley,
it's not so much the being in love that's preventing me from blogging. it's more that our computer is fucked enough to be unplugged and gathering dust. today i'm blogging from g's house. he's not home.
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