Re: Poor Paris Hilton...
Heh.
I dunno, there's probably stuff in my email that's more private than some of the stuff I do in bed.
I mean, people in general can reasonably guess that I fuck, and the details aren't all that interesting. One pair of primates boffing looks much like another. My email, though, is full of stuff...
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Hear me / and if I close my mind in fear / please pry it open
See me / and if my face becomes sincere / beware
Hold me / and when I start to come undone / stitch me together
Save me / and when you see me strut / remind me of what left this outlaw torn
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