Beside a singing mountain stream Where the willow grew Where the silver leaf of maple Sparkled in the norning dew I braided twigs of willows Made a string of buckeye beads; But flesh and blood need flesh and blood And you're the one I need
I can't concentrate on any one thing, it seems. Instead I seem to be producing lots of little teeny tiny paragraphs. Snapshots, I suppose
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I don't know if you guys know this or not, but lalejandra is very dedicated to porn. And because of her (though, I might add, completely without her knowledge) I decided to challenge myself today into writing Dan and Duck and sex -- which I've been thinking been about a lot the past couple weeks, natch, and which is really difficult. Anyway, she is off
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I realize I am the hardcore Queen of the LJ Spam today, but whatever, this is my last post of the day, I promise. But I have a question of the utmost importance to pose to all you people, and I ask this with all due seriousness:
What does a girl have to do to get some damn Duck/Dan making out to readSeriously, what? Human sacrifices? Heathen
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