||[Jun. 15th, 2005|11:54 am]
Whole lotta labia.
|[||how ya feelin'?
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Excuse me. I need a moment. And a dark room. And a moist towel. Because that's my Entirely Fictional Boyfriend there... and that's the lead singer of my favorite band next to him.
Ok.. three moist towels.