possessed_by sabbie and a stranger cam up to me today with a puzzled look on her face and, gazing at what i held in my hand asked "what is that?" i held it up and answered her. "a meat hook" i said. [crazed grin, riot of hair, and a feral light in the eye] and she leapt a mile backwards and said "ohmy!" 020505 ... unhinged her everytime i hang out with her it builds more thoughts in my head of how wonderful it would be to kiss her again, hold her, cuddle her, sleep with her, make her writhe; all while being so stoned it felt like a dream. i can't stop thinking about it and the only release would be her. but i won't ever have her. damn boys; they ruin everything. 020505 what's it to you? who go blather from