The Golden Gate
October 1, 2008
A rusty bridge leaks from the San Francisco of my cheeks, smoothly, elegantly sliding across the valley. Water gushes through the channel beneath, scouring the walls and the putrid fog is lifting.
A blog about my anus and all the wonderful things which pass through it
A rusty bridge leaks from the San Francisco of my cheeks, smoothly, elegantly sliding across the valley. Water gushes through the channel beneath, scouring the walls and the putrid fog is lifting.
