Bokonon.
Ugh to my lascivious thoughts. Such conflicts. I enjoy the tantalizing nature of the turn on, but chastise myself at the consideration of such betrayal. Haha... Will I remember this in ten years? The images in my head?
It is now Friday for most. I'm longing to be with those that can go out on a Friday night.
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The daily jazz of my mind, as pure & honest as possible; but know that words are themselves filters of the original thought/idea.
