Erotica. Biology. Physics. Fuck'd.
Last night was drunken, and the sweating has become a nemesis. Sat in the hope of a dartboard with the face of lager on. Dirty.
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Postings of poetry, lyrics, writings and anything else. All from the typing hands of one Mr. Paul Tinhead. The fingers are magic.
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