I ate a dick today while there he lay it was very tasty the cum was pasty I slurped it up like a smoothie while he fingered my bootie damn it was good
aw. I forgot all about opuss
if only I could sing the blues, I'd tell a tale only hopkins would use I'd sing my pain I'd scare the night and in the morning, come day light, I'd go about my ways and praise the hazy feeling of the soul
hazel eyes september nights the feeling of regret your lips on my neck distance runs in the afternoon the smell of musk and floral perfume the way you'd smile and how I would laugh, I'd still give anything to have you back.
is it awful that I hate her, the sadness she brings the day light scraping winter the flowers in the spring my heart aches with pain as my mind looks to retrieve; just another lonely summer till the earth touches leaves.
