Curving my thoughts , curving 'em, curving and curving.

It's a sad, sad morning...
Ashes from the past falling into my eye balls, curling my nerves and electrically shocking my happiness.
Scratch me! I let you. Dig your nails deep into my skin, I let you. You're as arousingly bad as a bar of chocolate, wanna eat more of you. dry out my mouth, ...my tonsils going nuts.


For a happier version see me in live...