domenica 27 febbraio 2005


a cloud's hiding Orion's belt. It's dark outside. And windy. Trying to get habit of your distance. Still fighting with myself looking for an excuse. Don't want you using me anymore, but oh only god knows how do I like when you do this and I am blind. But then, when I can see it's nasty and scary and hurting. I don't want to be one of your concubines. I f****** deserve more than this!  Posted by Hello