Tuesday, October 13, 2009

I don't want to leave my room. I want a new lover. I will keep him locked up in my room and he will make love to me, watch movies with me, drink coffee with me, give orgasms to me, smoke cigarettes with me, make more love to me, tell me naughty things in different languages, make more love to me and pretend with me that we live in a little cottage in some deserted island in the middle of the pacific where all there is to do is eat eachother OUT.
La Loba Que Se Volvio Loca

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