
But give me a few days to get some stuff on here, become a fan/follower, and i pledge to satisfy your sight fetishes. And no I'm not really a fat gamer with a beard. Except on Sundays.
Old houses were scaffolding once and workmen whistling Her skirt lifted as a dark mist From the columns of amethyst Sounds fluttered, like bats in the dusk. The flounced edge of a skirt, recoiling like waves off a cliff. - T.E.HULME

hawo carlot!!
ReplyDeleteI am yor fweend! :D