So I’m just sitting around…actually sitting. Ha. Imagine that. On a computer and sitting.
I need to get ready to leave soon. Just so everyone can know
THE OC WAS FUCKING AWESOME LAST NIGHT
It was breathtaking, it stole my breath right out of my lungs.
“And I’m a million different people from one day to the next, I can change I can change, I can change”
Not much to say now…I am writing a short story…possibly long story and am working on another poem.
Leaving remnants; residual energy of pleasure in private & public places. Pleasure kicked up like …