All I can do is keep breathing

At first it was good. Better than good. It was mind-numbingly euphoric. Tingles in my fingertips. A heady excitement that consumed me from top to bottom.

And now it is a wallowing valley of mire and shadeless shadows.


Posted on February 23, 2011, in Adventures with Sparkle Pants, All about Sparkle Pants, Boys are pretty, Bullet In the Brain-Pan, Quickies and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Comments Off on All I can do is keep breathing.

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