It Wasn’t Supposed To Be This Way
September 01, 2005
I’m sick and my lungs are trying to escape through my face and I’m sweating uncomfortably and I have to finish a short story where nothing happens but all I can think about are hips. That’s right, hips. Tanned, muscular hips I probably encountered somewhere before instantly forgetting …
Posted by Tudor at 11:05 PM in Various Positions | TrackBackComments
Um… I’m sorry to hear that? Go take a hot shower and clear out your lungs and head. Hot steam usually helps with congestion. Post your story when you’re done, too(;
Posted by: spindriftdancer on September 01, 2005 at 11:11 PMPost a comment