det gör bara ont när jag gör såhär.
och hon log.
The wind rises, electric.
She's soft and warm and almost weightless.
Her perfume is a sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes.
I tell her that everything will be all right.
That I'll save her from whatever she's scared of and take her far, far away.
I tell her...I love her.
bang.
The silencer makes a whisper of the gunshot.
I hold her close until she's gone. I'll never know what she was running from.
I'll cash her check in the morning.
(Frank MIller's Sin City)
The wind rises, electric.
She's soft and warm and almost weightless.
Her perfume is a sweet promise that brings tears to my eyes.
I tell her that everything will be all right.
That I'll save her from whatever she's scared of and take her far, far away.
I tell her...I love her.
bang.
The silencer makes a whisper of the gunshot.
I hold her close until she's gone. I'll never know what she was running from.
I'll cash her check in the morning.
(Frank MIller's Sin City)
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Postat av: ofrivilig stalker
ta det inte personligt. det är det inte värt duvet. men du skriver fint, somvanligt.
Postat av: ja du.
på A svarar jag använd kondom.
på B svarar jag sin city.
och på C svarar jag super smaskiga jätte dildos med morots smak.
3 av 3??
Postat av: Lena Petersson
Underbar.
Postat av: du vet
och vem är hon?
