god. that smells good

upcoming. a new home for a blog. maybe even a better blog some of the time.

the backs of my knees
she licked the backs of my knees
no one has ever (to my knowledge or memory) licked the backs of my knees
I liked it

I like her

she's a cancer monkey. I'm a pisces tiger
is this a combustible mix? where is this going to go? how will it end? and can I stop thinking like that? can I just stop thinking?