Stumble into the bathroom.
:: QA4 A spot of tea please, Alfred!
Ribs, hips, shoulders, all bone.
Sticking out prominently against the dull, lifeless skin.
Body thrown desperatly to the toilet, hands clinging to the sides, clawing for support.
Post: #405902 , Wed 7 Jul 10, 4:24AM ||
Woah Savy hun, Do you want to talk? that poem scared me.
"Elise is not gay. And we are not bumping fuzzies."-Secrets Like Acid by: Isobel Q. Rowan on Fictionpress.com
ask me something :)
Post: #406070 , Wed 7 Jul 10, 5:17PM ||