One of these days somebody will hold up your golden gams and lick them clean of the strawberry yoghurt that coats them.
Please think of black satin and dark purple velvet.
Fur? Polar bear rug?
Plucking hairs?
It's a peach!
Sprinkle daisies on your bed, but NEVER dress up like the goat man.
That is too much.
Champagne!
Bourbon?
Knees.
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The first smoke of the day is accompanied by stumbling and dog poo. Not for me, as I am chipper and vibrant with hot strong coffee boiling t...
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Is that, like, some sort of twisted poetry? Oy!
Inspired by overhearing a young lady in the elevator telling a friend about shaving her legs.
At which point, I couldn't help but cast a glance at them out of the corner of a roving eye.....
She really wasn't dressed for the weather. Baby, it's cold in SF.
Goosebumps.
Oh my.
offtopic:
http://www.danwei.com/chinese-students-living-in-fear-in-the-usa/
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