Rendezvous
02 April 09 : 10.04 PM
A boy once called me 'hyacinth girl'. I never once cared to ask what it meant for him.
Tonight I'm reading the Waste Land and suddenly it hits me.
Who knew toy boys could be so deep.
A boy once called me 'hyacinth girl'. I never once cared to ask what it meant for him.
Tonight I'm reading the Waste Land and suddenly it hits me.
Who knew toy boys could be so deep.