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Member since 2003 · Posted 27 Mar 2005 · 2 comments

she allowed me to paint vulgar words across her stomach in lipstick. and it all started innocently enough. i really just wanted to write something backwards, so when she looked in the mirror it could stare back clearly. But She insisted, and persisted in her pleas that i lighten up and do it already. So i lifted up her shirt and began to write "fuck 'o the irish" but it ended up looking more like "ficho otherish"

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[6] Dovina 28-Mar-05/4:59 PM Reply

You've got a good idea for a poem here, but it appears following too closely to the truth of the event. To tell the truth, you have to lie sometimes. To relate a thing, you have to change it.

[n/a] FreeFormFixation › Dovina 1-Jul-05/1:15 AM Reply

i made it all up