Tag Archives: December 20 – 2011

Love letter # 202

I love that we’re so corny. It’s like clit lit. The two of us drifting – perhaps even pleased to do so – until …

And all the cheesy shit is true: accidental, out of the blue, bloody incredible. It makes me smile just thinking of it – as though I’m reading the worldwide smash. Carried away.

I guess the challenge now is to change the ending.