Wednesday, November 17, 2010

item #0118

Warning's analysis contains everyone who has praised doubt itself. I walked out of the overwhelming confusion, over an ending, in order to better interpret true meaning. Many references allude me. I favour some kind of mutual exodus, something useful and obvious. One scene happens at night, in a hail of accusations. I'm laughing as I predict what they might be. But, before I start, I am written on it, as promptly as any audience defined by its trivia. In sections, I fill you in... Bish / Bosh / .com ... all for some hot-line, of diamonds, in some building.

I'm visible again.

Karen from E. Africa x

Thursday, November 04, 2010

item #0996

I did contain myself. I have extended, but hatefully smaller. I used due fact throughout. But, I was not naked, nor playing with courtesy. He loves me. I love him back. All night, I am grazing the table and chatting. Earlier, but for no good reason, I suggested some privacy. Helena x