Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Lying with her eyes while her hands are busy working overtime.

I need a drink.

Someone give me a cigarette.

And another drink.

A shot would do me good too.

Where's the nearest hottie I can self-destroy myself through sexuality with?

Oh you know this was coming.

Fuck.

Happiness is a warm gun.

Bang bang.

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