and they wept because they could see those drops on that framed rectangle of sky they were allowed. and though the coolness of the crystal was forbidden, the sight was disablingly sensual.
My lips enjoy playing along with clever words and idioms and metaphors an infinity more than the vulgar talk you found fun.
Alli Kang is an eternally stressed, positivity-preaching high school senior, counting down the days till she graduates from her small town and sets off to explore the world. You'll probably find her working on some new art while going on about politics, social issues, anthropology and/or Troye Sivan. Find her a glass of OJ and a dog to pet, and she's a happy girl.