Thursday, July 08, 2004

the smell of rain.
summerhill rain.

rain, rain on me.

i cant wait to see you tomorrow, my dancing webcam whore.fridays excite me but fridays are short.it has been a month.we're merrily skipping on technicoloured rainbows.i heart you like a huge tub of mash potatoes from popeyes.no, wait...i heart you more than that.more than you can imagine.honestly.
ladollyvita at 7:34 PM