" I was about half in love with her by the time we sat down. That's the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty ... you fall half in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are."
My mind is in a permanent state of WANDERLUST .. A conundrum of thoughts and pictures .. a constant dream sequence. My dreams consist of sushi, sex, leather, lace and the occasional mascaraed ball; but not necessarily in that order.