i am a silent king a closet cult leader and the skeletons in there were my followers devoted to death taking their last breath keeping the wrinkles out of my clothes -JG
Month: January 2017
Hymenopterous
i am as a bee longing for nectar gifted to me offered to me before by her peachy blossom i fly to and fro erratically searching for her scent and there it is once again the call her fragrance hell bent on her ambrosial ecstasy -JG
Witch
wonderful women in a variety of forms these respectful and beautiful creatures will always have my homage -JG
