her_first_kiss_was_from_a_cigarette raze she really doesn't have a good relationship with the sun. i know she's red because i feel that instinctively. you ever notice with talented people like that you're just tanning the coils, trying to avoid them? i loved her — her purse, her paw, everything about her. and i thought, "this is not mine." on this terrible thanksgiving, spinning is no longer allowed. 260116 what's it to you? who go blather from