Monday, February 7, 2011

Here's Johnny

The year was 1990 and I was in love. He was a juvenile delinquent. I was 4.



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2 comments:

  1. We will find each other in another life,
    we will marry and spend endless hours in bed adorning one anothers bodies with kisses..

    I imagine his lips feel like velvet and taste like the richest chocolate from the deepest Amazon jungles..

    At least im being realistic and saying this will happen in ANOTHER life, when this is possible..

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  2. I don't know Steph...if i'm also in this other life we may come to fisticuffs. Those Amazonian chocolate lips are reserved for Cakes...

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