Untitled( george’s face looked like a miscommunication.

she had a black sweater on with white skulls and bows that reminded me of hello kitty. her breasts were low and billowed. an oblong white vegetable was on the table.i took off my black sweat shirt and had to put it back on. i pulled my hands down the back of my neck to wipe the sweat.i was thinking about the women. something happens to me when they take off their underwear and i have had a budweiser. i felt hopeful and i wanted to die. i wanted to work with them, to make a proposal that they cou