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

Offering up boyfriends for inspection... Perhaps I ought to worry, just a little, that so many of my entries lately have revolved around the chemical substance ethanol, known as 'alchcol' in the vernacular. Or that people have repeatedly started to notice this, and to comment upon it. Or perhaps I shoul go ahead and makes my plans for tonight regardless, knowing damn well certain substances shall be consumed. Yet another woman is offering up her boyfriend for my inspection. Alchohol makes me a far nicer person, I've noticed. Since apparently even Satan-worshipping Hells Angels, random Liverpudlian goths and bulky Scots men are frightened of me, maybe this tells me something. I'll be nice this time. Promise... ______________________________ we have come so far :: it is over

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