Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Chris Crean, Summer of '83

1 comment:

Rufio refines Peter Pan said...

dear Chris Crean: you are hot, i want you inside of me. I'm sorry I was not at your party, procrastination killed me that night. Please do not forsake me, I have so few lovers.
-i'm the bee that can't be charmed except by you.buzzzzzzzzzz