i_fuck_like_a_hungry_ghost sab he whispered to me the breath on my cheek was so, so cold and dry like a mightnight converstation down that back alley that night i fuck like a hungry ghost he said leaning into me mouth open eyes half closed against the orange streetlight i fuck like a hungry ghost he said and i am so so cold warm me he said come warm my very bones and his fingers twitched against the black 040517 ... sab [quite rudly stolen from stork daddy in when_was_the_last_time_you_were_decently_fucked ] is always happy to footnote 040517 what's it to you? who go blather from