“so do you ever stretch your . . . You know . . .”
Jake: “say it.”
Me: “your uh . . . Um. . . Your dingdong?”
Jake embraces me, pulling me in tight: “thank you. I respect you for saying it.”
He slowly squeezes the air out of my lungs til the world goes dark
“so do you ever stretch your . . . You know . . .”
Jake: “say it.”
Me: “your uh . . . Um. . . Your dingdong?”
Jake embraces me, pulling me in tight: “thank you. I respect you for saying it.”
He slowly squeezes the air out of my lungs til the world goes dark
(trying not to weep) heh, soup's on : )
(trying not to weep) heh, soup's on : )