Half geek, half ecologist, half wit
Lolita, light of my life, fire of my loins. My sin, my soul. Lo-lee-ta: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Lo-lee-ta.
20. December 2006 by The Geecologist
Quoted from
Vladimir Nabokov written in
1955
Categories: Lies |
Tags: loins, lolita, palate, the confession of a white widowed male, tip of the tongue, vladimir nabokov |
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