Dear Elisa

I've loved you for two years now
watching you
touching myself over your airheaded posts
my southern beauty
my blooming flower in a thunderstorm
i want to slowly plunge my tounge into your tullip
rest my head on your pump warm boosom
map out ever toned curve with my lips
elisa, sug, i love you, i want you, come home.


And, to be fair, one of my favorite friends there is blind and I take every opportunity available to make fun of that and we're still friends. That guy never fit there. He never got the spirit of the RKMBs. We're gonna keep an eye on the obits, see if he finally left or if he really did have a heart attack.
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