GIVEGIVEGIVEGIVEGIVE OHHHHH love.
He looked at me. I looked at him. It was a simple exchange, and over in an instant. It was quiet, it was fixed, it was immobile. We took to the stars and the moon and the sky above. It was the affair that made it possible. I suppose. We have no proper eyes to decide. LOOK:
I found myself in bed with two beautiful women and we didn't understand ourselves. How is that? How can that be? They are too quiet, to calm, to beautiful to see themselves as anything but what they are. But musn't they? Musn't they be dirty, disgusting? OH it seems so. OH it appears so. OH it happens in an instant!
IFOOUNDMYSELFINAWROUGHT-IRON-SHELF. IT WAS GOOD