« Baby I was made to break your heart.»
22 – Ukrainian – Fuckboy
Confident – unfaithful – friendly – smoker – pervert -caring
“With your hands between your thighs and a smile”
“I'll speak French between your thighs”
“I just wanna be yours”
Arabella's got some interstellagator skin boots and a helter skelter around her little finger and I ride it endlessly. She's got a Barbarella silver swimsuit and when she needs a shelter from reality she takes q dip in my daydreams. Arabella's got a 70's head, but she's a modern lover. It's an explanation, she's made of outer space, and her lips are like galaxy's edge and her kiss the color of a constellation falling into place. That's magic in a cheetah print coat, just a slip underneath it; I hope asking if I can have on of those organic cigarettes that she smokes. Wrap her lips around that Mexican coke, makes you wish that you were the bottle. My days' end best when this sunset gets itself behind that little lady sitting on the passenger side. It's much less picturesque without her catching the light, the horizon tries but it's just not as kind on the eyes. And then she takes a sip of your soul, and it sounds like Arabella just might have trapped into your mind and soul; you can't be sure.
I've been trying to figure out exactly what it is that I need, called up to listen to the voice of reason and got the answering machine.
“ S-I-D-A, Sauvagement Introduit Dans l'Anus”