Why can we never go back to bed?Whose is the voice ringing in my head?Where is the sense in these desperate dreams?Why should I wake when I’m half past dead?Sure as the clock keeps its steady chimeWeak as I walk to its steady rhymeTicking away from the ones we loveSo many girls, so little time



I love the way you sweat when you liehearing you beg always makes me smileIt turns me on when your honey starts to dripas I put on the thumbscrews and tighten their gripSlip a little bamboo under your fingernailsone wrong answer and I send in the girl

Bewbs

-

Against bombs!  

Love my robe<3

:)

Piercings :)