Unrepentant-Whore: We’re Lying In My Bed Naked, Staring Into Each Other’s Eyes. I Smile And Say, “I’m Trying To Send You A Psychic Message.” “Oh, Really?” He Says. “Yes,” I Say. “Do You Know What It Is?” “I Think I Do,” He Says.
withmyheartwideopen: photographybyronterner: Photography by Ron Terner When the girls are tired enough to actually slumbr at the party.
