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sultry
sulllllltry sexy smooth slippery sweat running down her naked back the sultry air on the texas plains made her gasp but what really made her hot was the cowboy who ever so slightly brushed his jagged whiskers against her neck.
adopt
an attitude is what i usually here. you're adopting an attitude. well, no actually. my attitude is a result of true emotions, not something i am taking in from some outside source. i own my 'tude. it's authentically me, and has a good reason. at least the reason always seems good to me...
walls
must have windows or i don't like them. brick in theory is pretty, but if you've got to break through walls, kind of rough against the skin. if there are walls, they better have a good reason for being there. wide open space is so much more relaxing. i feel confined when the walls are too close. everybody does. i'm not alone in this.
mint
chocolate chip mint. just like that, i'm back in chicago at baskin robbins 31 flavors, back when they mentioned exactly how many. it was my favorite, the only one i ever ordered. somewhere along the line i stopped caring about cones and went to cups. that must have been when i officially became an adult.
booth
love the booth, yearn for the big, semi-circle, plasticky, glittery, red booth that wipes the maple syrup that dripped from your stack o' pancakes, right off. yummy booth breakfast. nothing quite like it.
domestic
why is that a bad word? i don't know if it's the dome or the mestic that messes me up. the word makes me feel boxed in and singular. like if you're domestic you can't also be worldly. one or the other. which is it gonna be?
wasteland
how could it be wasted land with all that stuff piled up everywhere. it's like someone rushed to fill it so it wouldn't disappear. the memories of better times could stay living in the debris. why cover land you're trying to remember? where do the sands of time scatter?
connected
i love being connected. sometimes i yearn to be connected to every little thing possible. my dog, the flowers in the vase on my dining room table, hell, even the table itself. i think of things having life and imagine we converse about the universe.
ragged
my hangnails is ragged. it's annoying and i hate the fact that it's there and it bugs me and i can't do anything about it. eesh. personal hygiene fail! that's all i got for ragged. i can't get my mind off of it. sad.
support
support? i never liked that word. always felt like i needed scaffolding. i was a rickety old shed who couldn't stand the weather alone. how about foundation. i definitely need that.
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