.*as e ver... i didn't come to these isles to find a Saxon blond... i came here for the "ginger", the autumn beauty weaving in the hair... a shy blonde, a decomposing strawberry, a heap of hay... a fox... who needs a fetish for blonde, when you can be satiated by... red?! the Celtic blonde is known as red: ***** phoenix blonde! all red blood red... all that is: the color and the remaining milk of the skin, and that: chess-board of freckles!*
abookutopia
evil giggle / chuckle,
perhaps both...
what?!
ha ha!
girls reviewing books?
oh, now you have to be ******** me!
what where's what?
what's what?
dream dragon dream...
am i supposed to be the ***
that says something?!
**** i am..
i'm not...
can the girls be anything else
than red hair...
i can't fathom red hair....
but... when she has lost
her virginity...
mm...
what?
who said what?
sometimes?
i become a freak...
*** addict:
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!
like eating doughnuts
when it comes to oral ***
and an ***
mumbling juggernaut...
what?!
huh?!
ginger....
hair... ginger hair...
ginger *****
can't help it...
the moon is most bright when it's full...
what?!
red hair...
carrots... seven ways....
what?!
milk skin, freckles,
ginger...
what?!
sun-soaked-orange...
greased-auburn...
carrot-tail...
ginger *****
i'm thinking of the right words...
hegemony of secrets...
ah!
mahogany of the collected
palette of autumn!
kneel...
***** kneel...
what the **** did i just say?
oh right...
George III antics...
as you do,
watery,
with the glass eyes escaping,
or in vain attempt,
ensuring a sanity with
the encouraging madness
of the said, times,
horn bred to find...
the Celtic Blonde
of ruby...
the superior breed of
aesthetic.
Sep 28, 2018
Sep 28, 2018 at 12:41 AM UTC
.*as e ver... i didn't come to these isles to find a Saxon blond... i came here for the "ginger", the autumn beauty weaving in the hair... a shy blonde, a decomposing strawberry, a heap of hay... a fox... who needs a fetish for blonde, when you can be satiated by... red?! the Celtic blonde is known as red: ***** phoenix blonde! all red blood red... all that is: the color and the remaining milk of the skin, and that: chess-board of freckles!*
abookutopia
evil giggle / chuckle,
perhaps both...
what?!
ha ha!
girls reviewing books?
oh, now you have to be ******** me!
what where's what?
what's what?
dream dragon dream...
am i supposed to be the ***
that says something?!
**** i am..
i'm not...
can the girls be anything else
than red hair...
i can't fathom red hair....
but... when she has lost
her virginity...
mm...
what?
who said what?
sometimes?
i become a freak...
*** addict:
hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!
like eating doughnuts
when it comes to oral ***
and an ***
mumbling juggernaut...
what?!
huh?!
ginger....
hair... ginger hair...
ginger *****
can't help it...
the moon is most bright when it's full...
what?!
red hair...
carrots... seven ways....
what?!
milk skin, freckles,
ginger...
what?!
sun-soaked-orange...
greased-auburn...
carrot-tail...
ginger *****
i'm thinking of the right words...
hegemony of secrets...
ah!
mahogany of the collected
palette of autumn!
kneel...
***** kneel...
what the **** did i just say?
oh right...
George III antics...
as you do,
watery,
with the glass eyes escaping,
or in vain attempt,
ensuring a sanity with
the encouraging madness
of the said, times,
horn bred to find...
the Celtic Blonde
of ruby...
the superior breed of
aesthetic.