in the middle, somewhat elevated

oogleg reader
biological passport
zombie pixels
niche perfumery
george blagden
that insipid jazz sequence

rhythm & blues

before i'm not a teenage girl anymore

such a waste of perfectly good nipple rings

whatever you do, just don't be an awful person. i keep telling myself

biggest regret: never having said "a funny thing happened on the way to the forum"

confidential to m:

--the ice cream, it looked like this representation of a penis i saw once in an educational children's book, except in red & two shades of green? i think you should take me out sometime, we should take back the ice cream, compare acting careers. or you could tell me what happened. or you could tell me anything at all. i'm here where they put me. my story, i'm sticking to it.