Sunday, July 02, 2006
By day, smart, sensible office clerk with suit.By night, crazy cosmic lurve god with attitude!
"I'ma gonna get get get you drunk, get you love drunk on my humps."
Like I've won the Grammy's, I'm going to be thankful & shut up. So just pamper me with some bacardy, grenedine & sprite, fuse them well together. Making sure it's not like rich coffee and dilute tea, apricot mixed with chocolate moose. Or burn my throat down with some bitters and lime cordial. More of bitters at that. Maybe it's time to disregard all concerns around, & just whack the town crazy. Let the little Medusa Sedusa inside loose, Little prim & proper who? Turn goth for a change. Print a little tattoo on that ass, show some booty, or slap some tanning lotion on & let's skinny dip. Brazilian waxing anyone? How's a nipple piercing sound. Take a drive up some highway, mooning.
Consequences.
What are consequences? Oh those negligable resultants of doing something that frees the mind?
Consequences are meant to be screwed. So just heck it.
))Always put off today what was meant to be done yesterday.
))Stressed is Desserts spelt backwards!
& right now, I just need a naked man to call my own.
Love <3
& I'm lovin' it
23:48
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