She asked for rainbows.
Never got them; we made them.
My shoulder, Eris.
He's new to our world.
He's carved out a perfect nook.
He's Pygmalion.
The name game
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EvilSexyE
Friday, June 19, 2009
She asked for rainbows.
Never got them; we made them.
My shoulder, Eris.
He's new to our world.
He's carved out a perfect nook.
He's Pygmalion.
Copyright 2009 - The Meandering Path....
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