Big Doses, Small Mentality.

May be half delirious. maybe if such a word exists. At this moment, this very second, i'm withering away at a rapid pace. My bones ache and my blood shakes, chills run up and down my body.

With every heart beat my body rattles like a cage holding a vicious hawk. Either that or a midget. Yeah, I'd be pretty pissed if I were a midget in a cage. Bet you would be too unless you're into that kind of thing. Then feel free to leave a name and a number. Nothing says loving than BDSM... out of the oven.

Though... If I in a cage I would not enjoy myself... If i were an oven I'd demand to be turned on at all times, baking fresh blueberry pies. No idea why specifically blueberry pie. And if i were a hawk I'd fly freely in the skies hoping I won't get sucked into a jet engine or propeller of a plane.

BDSM is just hot. sometimes so are ovens.