Murder of Time: Nossie...
nostrademons: yep?
nostrademons: *was passed out on bed*
Murder of Time: *glomples*
nostrademons: :)
Murder of Time: Please tell me you'd have mad sex with me. I need it right now.
nostrademons: I would!
nostrademons: ...if you weren't 14 and way far away
Murder of Time: I'm on the rebound. :P And if we were in Missouri, you could technically sleep with me. :D
nostrademons: I thought there had to be an age difference of no more than 6 years in Missouri
nostrademons: otherwise it's 17
nostrademons: New Mexico, however...
Murder of Time: *packs bags for Santa Fe, or wherever*
nostrademons: heh
nostrademons: but crossing state lines to sleep with a minor is a felony!
Murder of Time: Gah
nostrademons: you just can't win
Feeling premature enlightenment at the moment but still getting over some old things, nothing really out of the ordinary but still a little frustrating. Nothing a whole lot of black coffee and acting like a dumbass for a few days couldn't cure, but still! Tell me I am dead sexy.
Sorry for the lack of boobage and the strange facial expression (I was trying to smile, you see) but it could not be helped...