Twigs
Wednesday, April 30th, 2008Thoughts like twigs scattered
In the spring breezes. When will
You make up your mind
by: april parks
Thoughts like twigs scattered
In the spring breezes. When will
You make up your mind
by: april parks
i’m a real woman
not some blow-up doll for you
so, go fuck yourself
by: D
a plague upon your
houses now. you have too much
money to be nice.
by: tinyservlets
resonating strings
crisp, tender on red ears
different people, times
by: Giannelis
secret! we don’t touch
in public. no-one knows we’re
close. not even me
by: april parks