To tell the truth, I'd scare me too.
God of ages, Lord of Time, mine is the right to be wrong.
Her legs went on forever, like staring at infinity through a wisp of cotton panty along a skin of satin sea.
Lend me your ear, while I call you a fool.
The legends lie cradled in the seagulls call, and the promise they made are ground beneath the sadist's fall.
Did you ever get the feeling that the story's too damn real?