denial. denial. denial. we all know that i've got the most gorgeous
... well, anything, really. hair, face, body, whatever else have you. if you don't
think so, then you've obviously never really seen me & we're going to have to fix that
sometime. you've never seen a man until you've seen me
or, admittedly, black, doll.
dropping innuendos? to you? never.
i'm not hinting at it; i'm almost flat out telling you.
mhmm. maybe i will.
when are you free?
no. i haven't got any ink.
though i do have some white liquid. it may be a bit too thick none with any special colour, anyway. i've got black ...
to write with, though.
and green and that's about it.