Monday, November 15, 2004

that is me sans-alcohol. or pre-alcohol. you make the call. ill be whatever you want me to be. you just have to promise that when we're walking down essex that youll subtley run your fingers through my hair and every now and then stop in the middle of the street and kiss me. deal?

1 comment:

smashistpanties said...

Deal! You fox, tangle your hair up in mine while we roll around in bed tonight.