User talk:Eruve

a post to myself
if I should sleep with a lady called death get another man with firmer lips	` to take your new mouth in his teeth (hips pumping pleasure into hips).

Seeing how the limp huddling string of your smile over his body squirms kissingly, I will bring you every spring handfuls of little normal worms.

Dress deftly your flesh in stupid stuffs, phrase the immense weapon of your hair. Understanding why his eye laughs, I will bring you every year

something which is worth the whole, an inch of nothing for your soul. - EE Cummings.