a slip-slide-goodbye, removing over sized shirts to read a book, that extended limb of fiction, on sheets you will soon change, all in efforts to feel sumptuous, feel fresh.

in only those new shoes, and those earrings, those take-me-and-don't-throw-me-back-into-the-water earrings, those once i-love-you-and-i'm-beautiful-and-i'm-self-concious-and-ready-for-your-barbed-compliments earrings, and the threads of that are approximately two millimetres of lace in all, the baring threads that could make a stripper blush.

indeed is getting a bit cooler, surely that cooling isn't needed, given the tropical topless climate, maybe just read another 599 pages, maybe stop all together, you bought a nice movie for the affections you lack, the basic relationships you forgo, although the self-flagellating-self-romance is entertaining.