Hometown: Allston, MA
May 8, 2014
Oh god, as much as I can manage.
I could really use some critical feedback and encouragement around my work.
What kills me About you, my little kitten, Are your tiny white paws. Two twigs spun round with cotton - Two perfect little clawed mitts, Crossed graciously, While you lounge in the morning sun. You feign innocence and roll over, Looking at me so sweetly, But we both know the truth, little kitten: You're the reason my bacon's disappeared.
North County yogi, massage therapist, and cat lover!