Californication e2 - Hell-A Woman

Hell- A Magazine

i really like you're writings, i....like you.
are you sure you not making a deal with the devil, that your ass cant cash.
shut up and fuck me.
it's all good, i got it under control.
we are so high, i don't know what happened.
you look like ass, did we just have sex?
you know she's got a nose ring too, and what does that mean, she likes it in the nose?

it just makes me think about it. am i the real deal? should i reach out for more? whats the substance of my relationships? these lips are really highly kissable and they are floppy.
i am sure of the confidential shit that goes on, is still on its route to righteousness.
"just because i am older than you does not exactly make me old."
i think i should channel my rage. i should write more blog posts.
i really appreciate the non-relationship that's going on, but i am me, and this is what i am capable of reaching out at this very moment.

finally the life is awkward anyways and....
city of angels has one hell of a female population.

i hope you enjoyed my company.