| Name: Unimportant. Age: Younger than he should be. Sex: Taken. Eyes: Brown in Sunlight, Black in Moonlight, Maroon Under the City Lights. Height: A Proper One. Weight: Enough to Throw about. Occupation: A Drifter With a Home and a Roof. Likes: Fiction True as Fact, Lies that Tell the Truth. Being serious when it's needed and never when it's not. Dislikes: Bad Lies, Bad Luck. Aspirations: Write/Publish a Novel. Become a CEO of a Video Game Company. "I'd rather die with my boots on than dragging a colostomy bag." |










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The Shirt
by Jane Kenyon
The shirt touches his neck
and smooths over his back.
It slides down his sides.
It even goes down below his belt
down into his pants.
Lucky shirt.
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"I'm about to make many people very angry at me."
Illegal in 7 countries.
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The Shirt
by Jane Kenyon
The shirt touches his neck
and smooths over his back.
It slides down his sides.
It even goes down below his belt
down into his pants.
Lucky shirt.
--
The Shirt
by Jane Kenyon
The shirt touches his neck
and smooths over his back.
It slides down his sides.
It even goes down below his belt
down into his pants.
Lucky shirt.
Also where/how did you make those flowers? I may need that skill later.
--
"I'm about to make many people very angry at me."
Illegal in 7 countries.
--
The Shirt
by Jane Kenyon
The shirt touches his neck
and smooths over his back.
It slides down his sides.
It even goes down below his belt
down into his pants.
Lucky shirt.
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