Perfected :: Her Body :: Greek Necessity :: Deep Throats :: Scrolls

That he would love you for yourself alone, and not your golden hair... A mass of blonde hair and straight as the day is long. Gruff tones barely discernable in the background on the phone and confirmed in passing over coffee and revision. A boyfriend. Of course. And then relief as a mention of her transfer program summons up deja vu. I did this last year. Done it, over it and I won't look at her hair anymore, really, really, really... ______________________________ we have come so far :: it is over

Accomplishment :: The Moon :: Toga :: Night Flower