Shit. Not again. Bad judgment. Ah well…
Don’t Hold Your Breath
(from sister ass blog, So Round, So Firm, So Fully-Packed)
Oops, she thinks.
She was into that way before it got all goth ‘n shit.
She sat obediently, not even turning to see who-
On the hunt, taking it quite literally.
Party platter/ conversation piece.
She failed to make her bed… and now she will get fucked in it. By who or how many she doesn’t know (or care, really).
Visual evidence of the trouble
your little slut gets herself into...
whether you're around or not.