From this hour I ordain myself loos’d of limits and imaginary lines.
Most likely everyone (expect me) has realized this before, but "slut" is an anagram for lust...
"It is not length of life, but depth of life." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
"Thought breeds thought." ~ Henry David Thoreau
lusting for bananas.
Sluting for bananas..
Now I want bananas. And tuna. But I don't have any, so I'll have to go buy some. It's cold outside. And dark. I might get run over. Thanks.
But hands Sky a banana anyway...
Edit: And hails her a cab.
so...I came to the conclusion that I prettymuch play the worst air guitar in existence. lmao. *rocks out regardless*
a little less conversation, a little more action please
. captain's blog.
Sharing is a good thing, you know.