…and that’s how they crashed the Mystery Machine.
kissthulu replied to your post:(And I may or may not be rocking out at my desk to…I’m pretty sure “Cherry Pie” requires strippers. *packs bags for Portland* :-D
*packs bags to join you*
Oh my….let’s see here…
So, Elle and I started a polyamory blog a couple of weeks ago. Feel free to follow, if you like. :-)
I am more than: my relationship status. My job. My age. My sexuality. My degree or lack of. My last name. My appearance. My gender. My sex. My short comings.
I am: rusted thoughts. A bloody tongue. Every city I have breathed in. Every bedroom I have loved in. Piles of words. Twisted metaphors. My thoughts. My actions. My dreams.
And I am not looking to be loved. I am looking to be seen.