It's 4 AM, I'm leaving in 5 hours to drive back to LA. I've sort of forgotten what it is that is drawing me back. I've sort of forgotten who I am. Who I am and where I am going. I'm wearing almost nothing, glancing down every few moments only to see my bellybutton and how my hips and thighs spread outwards in ways I don't remember them spreading. ( Read more... )