Poets and writers drink more intensely. Smoke more intensely. Worship God more intensely. Poets and writers fuck more intensely. Poets and writers give more willingly-- spilling the alphabetical marrow of their souls out into the albino sonogram of hope that is the page, hoping some stranger whom he or she has never before met turns to his crafted syllables in time of dire need and somehow finds solace, finds laughter finds a friend.
Tuesday, March 05, 2013
Sensa
...has been admittedly getting laid less since I've been sprinkling sensa on my girlfriend's vagina prior to foreplay. It has been 'tricking' my brain into thinking I've had more sex...I've also inexplicably loss three pant sizes.. (no shit, and 20 pounds since the holidays, plus quashing vices... life is good)....
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