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The world and it's languish flutter of wander, and opportunity is more frightening face to face, than this simple webpage, but more giving. To actually be looked at, sought after, and needed, with all the understanding, and misunderstanding, mystery and coincidence that go into it is invaluable. The tale of the meet cute is not dead, just berried, she breathes under the dust, seeking a willing pair. I vowed not to do dating or "relationship" sites if I wished to happen upon her, e…

You like me like this, strapped to the bonnet of your car like a ribbon of war. Blood red, killing men, cause you don't really give a fuck who lives, and who burns. I'll be on the best bits of your nightmares, walking priceless, dare to touch this. Don't you dare, black velvet is rare, even with my fingers in your hair. You'll find me smiling, like the Harley Quinn, yellow hair splayed, hanging on the foot of your bed, lighting a joint, blow out the smoke and say your name.