outward bound: this is personal
The cold dinner in a wet forest where every nighttime beastie needs warm blood.
May 6
The cold dinner in a wet forest where every nighttime beastie needs warm blood.
How quickly a fragrant aftershave sours to funk when the stranger's breath down the back of your neck is misinterpreted. They started twitching after fifteen minutes, chucking little girly stares over their shoulders at me, getting all agitated.