This mess started out as a guide to bagging an adequate male for yerself once ye'r past it. However, it's evolved rapidly into a collective, collaborative space for ideas to grow, recommendations to be made, stories to be told and fun to be had.
Monday, 17 October 2011
Never
Your frozen kiss leaves no taste on my scorched flesh.
Scrawled into my flesh, your secret name, nobody has touched me like you.
