December 2011
lessons you wish you never learned. by J.W....
writtenwren:
he spoke of heated kisses slipped between slices of belated french toast and drams of midnight whispers drunk to the dregs as the nascent hours held us safely in their comforting grip
my head spun with latent needs i never knew i needed until i lost the plot and gave myself away (an always spinning dervish-headed wildgirl) to a boy who didn’t know how not to let me...
