I can't help it but wonder if all these animals are baiting my death I don't know these cuties, they look innocent enough sure that they are herbivores no fangs, no claws, no ****** sacrifices plain, smooth, and easy on the eyes all their lumps and bumps my heart starts to throb I can't create such a beauty nor dismiss those kind eyes interact and build an idea of what species it is what are you doing in the jungle to not come this way see you some other day, I guess we'll find out when I force you to come out and play to leave the safest cave accept because you can't help it
Waiting for Monday to come. (She said she was busy Saturday, Sunday, but maybe Monday) Hey Blind Date #2?{Not so blind anymore} I ended up saying I didn't want to go out again.