Monday, March 30, 2009

Vulture

Okay, I just want him with wild abandon, with a ridiculous amount of "ung" and "ugh" and "urg" much so that it makes my lungs ache. I'm so glad he's not still in that sort of brother-like thing that he's been to me for awhile. I wish I could think of anything besides his stupid, stupid, wonderful lips.

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