Jul 22, 2011 00:04
I fear my mini-bang is running away from me.
I'm pretty sure i'm writing Steve as a love-sick fool and Danny as a bastard. It's going to need serious editing before I'm able to post it. Oh well. At least I know where I want to go and I'm going there slowly but surely. I'll try to write actual porn this week-end. Maybe. If I'm brave enough XD
My left leg hurts. So obviously I'm going to die and/or be amputated. I hate my imagination sometimes. Last time I was cutting watermelon, there was juice and small bit of fruit on the ceramic knife and I wanted to lick it but then I saw my tongue, cut by the knife, fall into the bowl with the cubes of watermelon. I rince the knife right away.
Let's put the crazy gal to bed right now.
sacrée moi,
bang!,
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