Until that man comes along and leaves me uncontrollably breathless and weak at the knees along with all that other clichè stuff that makes me want to puke. I'm hoping he'll giving me my own studio, a cat, good food, piggy backs when my legs are tired and makes me a good coffee and rolls me a decent fag every morning. And will lay with me in white sheets on Sunday afternoons, reading Dorian Gray to me. So if you're not him then i want someone to help me pass the time by having
and all kinds of other sex with. :)
A beard and confidence is a massive turn on.So don't shave.