Prince is Prince. He is like unto Jack Sparrow, in that he is Prince-sexual, and all others are mere pleasant diversions.
At least, in my head.
This is how I've always thought of Prince. Does this mean I live in juliana's head? 'Cos if so, neat!
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Prince is Prince. He is like unto Jack Sparrow, in that he is Prince-sexual, and all others are mere pleasant diversions.
At least, in my head.
This is how I've always thought of Prince. Does this mean I live in juliana's head? 'Cos if so, neat!
Does this mean I live in juliana's head?
I don't think so, otherwise there'd be petticoats leaking out of her nose.
DH just made a casserole with quinoa last week.
by the way, pronounced keen-WAH, not qwen-NO-ah, as I and a waiter got into a little pronounciation flounce. Meara was there!
I mean, help you pick out your clothes before we go out.
Not that you're helpless, but sometimes, sometimes those are the things that being in love's about.
It's so great, because it's about dropping the pretense, you know? You don't need to just show up all "done" any more.
otherwise there'd be petticoats leaking out of her nose.
As opposed to the water that damn near hit my monitor after reading that.
But I would not object to sharing the brain with Jilli, as long as she doesn't mind a little sawdust in the corners.
Which reminds me that it's been a while since I had that wonderful spongey teff bread from the Ethiopean restaurant in Central Square.
I wonder if they deliver....
Jesse's got the Princely back. Good job.
Jesse's got the Princely back. Good job.
I do what I can. t /modest
I love that song. There's nothing gender-bendy or even effeminate about it. It's about intimacy. About wanting to know and be more.