Jan 24, 2009 12:52
streaking was liberating. ass and titties bouncing up and down in the florida cold, the feel of the pavement under my feet, the sole sound, ten runners running for a cause, the string of my tampon flying in the wind like the tail of a kite...
...i am a kite runner. i am a streaker.
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