secret number 1:

you probably read my eyes tonight and you thought this:

"when we kissed, she had a thourough, tough expression, and i was madenned and relaxed at the same time, then she bit my lip, and i could feel the pulsating blood. she sucked me dry."

you didn't think that. well... um. i did? and we have never jumped that board. kiss.

secret number 2:

skip.

secret number 3:

there is a liberation underneath my skin and it's creeping, crawling into suburban ice cream. mint. grasshopper. there might by fireworks... hell. there might be a fire.

secret number 4:

you and i are a secret. why do we do this. whoops, i think i have told everyone and we are still so young in the planning.

secret nombre 5:

the highlights of the night circled around her and i taking [more] pictures of our crotches (but not so detailed) and we left him messages on his machine. over and over. sounds and short stories. pornographics.

sexret number 6:

i'm not ashamed, nor am i sadenned/relieved/stoned/defined... i am not cowardice. i am neither torn nor qualified. i am appealing. just not now.

secret number .

this is getting old fast. someone jump me. someone rape me. i am too scared to be the jumpist.rapist.

more secrets: "___, )))" style...

tremblingsigh needs i want dinner. there are tubes tied in my mother's womb. i am so sure. liberate my madness. this is a warning. take aim. teeth that need a cleaning. fortune tellers make a fortune. i will eventually turn you down. there are five fingers on each of my hands, as are 5 toes on each foot. all need sucking. thank you. relating to a dick is like trying to read 3 font on a train. make time for me or i will soon doubt you. i am jealous of the bowl of cherries sitting on his table. his ... ok. colin just im'd me. he is horny. i am now changing is name. he doesn't like random freakish im's. [pulloutanddie (12:55:07 AM): i like the idea that you want me

pulloutanddie (12:55:14 AM): and how you have no reason to

nonpragmatic(12:55:21 AM): want to demean you as well!

pulloutanddie (12:55:36 AM): you have already. i didn't like your tone on the phone the other day.

pulloutanddie (12:55:39 AM): i am ready.

nonpragmatic (12:55:51 AM): good. it was a bit of an annoyed tone.

pulloutanddie (12:55:54 AM): yes.

pulloutanddie (12:56:06 AM): that is when i decided to blow you off that night.

nonpragmatic (12:56:17 AM): peeve: when people complain about how busy they are incessantly.

pulloutanddie (12:56:23 AM): haha

pulloutanddie (12:56:24 AM): ok

pulloutanddie (12:56:28 AM): point taken.

pulloutanddie (12:57:04 AM): not so harsh though. i don't mind. i'd rather be busy than have so much time that i can actually do you in another town and come back to sit and think about it later.

nonpragmatic (12:57:21 AM): it makes me want to make them get on their knees, piss in their mouths and fist them.

nonpragmatic(12:57:22 AM): ;0

nonpragmatic (12:57:25 AM): anyhow, its alright

nonpragmatic (12:57:31 AM): just dont blow me off, its not polite.

pulloutanddie (12:57:32 AM): awesome

pulloutanddie (12:57:41 AM): no blowing, got it.

nonpragmatic (12:58:03 AM): i just love the fact that im going to be able to do pretty much whatever with you

nonpragmatic(12:58:07 AM): my lucky day

pulloutanddie (12:58:23 AM): sigh, yes.

pulloutanddie (12:58:25 AM): and mine.

nonpragmatic (12:58:37 AM): anyhow.

nonpragmatic (12:58:42 AM): did you get my email