Tuesday, November 16, 2010

So I have a man. He is mine. Keep your slut hands off whoever you are. Sometimes he quilts.In bed with no clothes to speak of.Like a man. He quilts with a knife. He QUILTS with a KNIFE. He is quilting a gun with a knife in my bed with no clothes to speak of.He is mine.


1 comment:

  1. just started sewing recently to keep busy as I've given up alcohol (for now) - and this is inspiring to me.