Saturday, February 9, 2013

lightening the load v10

her top lip slowly slid up over her eye teeth,  her eyes scanning with a determined intensity. there had to be something to quiet the craving monster within. there were grunts, lip smacks, appeasing sighs, & then silence.

strawberry frosted brownie.  not a crumb left.


day three of premenstrual syndrome. 
white flag.

peace.


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