January 9, 2009

rolling my eyes so hard

he turned then, with a mocking smile, and i stifled a gasp. his white shirt was sleeveless and he wore it unbuttoned, so that the smooth white skin of his throat flowed uninterrupted over the marble contours of his chest, his perfect musculature no longer merely hinted at behind concealing clothes. he was too perfect, i realized with a piercing stab of despair. there was no way this godlike creature could be meant for me.
in related news, i finally succumbed to the Twilight phenomenon. whoever coined the term "abstinence porn" really hit the nail on the head. yeesh.

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