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The horses running until they forget that they are horses.
Give me your eyes, i need sunshine.
02 April 2008 @ 05:42 pm
"But how much sex is enough?" "For me? Oh, God. My idea of the perfect life would be if we just stayed in bed all the time. We could make love more or less continuously, and only get up to bring in supplies, you know, fresh water and fruit to prevent scurvy, and make occasional trips to the bathroom to shave before diving back into bed. And once in a while we could change the sheets. And go to the movies to prevent bedsores. And running. I would still have to run every morning." |