clockwork is on the war path
Al fayed is innocent , please can you not abduct Dev for mating duties
this blog is copyright of LIZARIKK , throw , clockwork
harpie , bisto , chops , identity thief , bobble are not welcome
My first book is called The Love Bombers by Lacey Ember
see below please , hunnie is not welcome to it , she wants to feed my books into AI
I opt out of them being so used
Al fayed is innocent , please can you not abduct Dev for mating duties
this blog is copyright of LIZARIKK , throw , clockwork
harpie , bisto , chops , identity thief , bobble are not welcome
My first book is called The Love Bombers by Lacey Ember
see below please , hunnie is not welcome to it , she wants to feed my books into AI
I opt out of them being so used
this book is fictional
edited 080325
that was white hot ! and helped me get over being assualted to put something else there he knows what to do with it even in a frenzy
n its all rock and roll we work up a rhythm , i feel really wierd afterwards
dizzy and disoriented with a fizzy head
my aura is a bubble of orange and pink blowing bubbles these dizzy heights
sometimes the magic rubs off on you yes two people expoding at the same time you almost repel each other with centripetal force
n its all rock and roll we work up a rhythm , i feel really wierd afterwards
dizzy and disoriented with a fizzy head
my aura is a bubble of orange and pink blowing bubbles these dizzy heights
sometimes the magic rubs off on you yes two people expoding at the same time you almost repel each other with centripetal force
n yes it is traumatic ,like a positive trauma youd be in shock
the light is blinding and the trippy colours , im back in the sixties
and all is peace and love n this is how the stars were made
yep its a normal natural thing to do yep just like a drug , guess i was ready to be more exclusive . and Mick wasnt
the owlies oaky nutty bones make the tune like a wooden flute
the weather is like the i Ching , its subtle in its clues , like rain is not necessarily a bad sign shapes shifting and morphing with the winds of change , to drift and dream through fields of elecampane
had a zoom call with my gay man friend
and while we were talking a ring on his finger broke !