Sunday, June 6, 2010

honey buns, sensitive pricks, glazed peepers...

hold me close, darling, and tell me my spits are above average.. i'll
keep my energy near; clean, properly commissioned. plug-in, compress,
mixes. pre-fabulous, you is... call me. don't be afraid of looking
into my eyeballs and telling me how you really feel. nothing's
perfect, except for when it's done.