Why does a girl live like this? Why is there such desire in the world? I fear the day when my sex will be inadequate to get their attention, and I long for it.
I looked at Stan's web page one last time today, as I was deleting old bookmarks. He has gone back to his blasphemies and desecrations as I have gone back to mine. We have not changed each other. Which is good for me. Bad for him. Naturally, I would think so.
I looked at Stan's web page one last time today, as I was deleting old bookmarks. He has gone back to his blasphemies and desecrations as I have gone back to mine. We have not changed each other. Which is good for me. Bad for him. Naturally, I would think so.