It's hot and sweltering and when temperatures skyrocket I get bored so it's time for distractions. Lips, hands, thoughts... mine and his. Thoughts, like temperatures, also become hot and sticky. Bat babies are born. We sleep during the day and stay up half the night surviving on dirty drinks and delicious limbs. Soon enough my focus will be intellectual pursuits but for now this summer fling must remain enjoyable, laughable and most importantly expendable.
Wild Nothing - Bored Games
* I'm not a horrible man-eater. It's just sometimes, for better or for worse, ambitions trump everything.