23/9/2008
I used to date a guy who looked just like a young bryan ferry…f’real, i did.
i brought that up because my workday was like one of those nightmares where your teeth fall out into a bloody snail trail of your grandparents’ tears on the seat of hitler’s camaro.
on fire.
there are two things keeping me sane: funny dirty text messages and roxy music.
even cheesy 80s roxy music is better than nearly everything:
oh, and…”Your search - “apple dumpling gangbang” - did not match any documents.”
