iDEAD | iDrew you prefer me dead kiss in french my beautiful cadaver stroke my golden head retaining metallic hues ice blue barren eyes unsmiling
as usual i’m aware your stare will be upon my pert little tits inert unresponsive it doesn’t matter anymore by then i’d have lost all ambition of movement on a stainless steel bed a slab slut magnificent former resistance sluices under the weight of your advances unable to oppose you from breaking my frigid impediment
or stealing my heart to have for your tea oven chips and baked beans with a full-bodied coca-cola romantic dinner for one candle-lit
over my dead body i used to say now that day has come i repulse myself more with every passing rohypnol comedown