looking down on everyone - but not really because its a dead end street - the sirens screaming in the distance, the faint hum of the university.
we talk about dreams, stories. i'm lying on my stomach, my head perched over the edge. i'm allright as long as i dont stand up.
i get the balls and say "so, am i your girlfriend?" he kind of chokes and says, "i would like that a lot"
that was a memorable summer.
PepperMcGowan: not that i have some kind of flawless ivory ass myself but at least i'm not SENDING IT TO PEOPLE all smooshed on my scanner