Hnor Shoom

Biography of Hnor Shoom

My girl friend wanted a nose job. So I tried.. But er nostrils weren't big enough. Updates


It was not the like the moon wasnt red enough,
Darker than the shades of your eyelids.
Looking down on the naked.

Hungry and wet,
We waited for our turns.
In and out of my hands like falling ice cream.
My mind ignoring the halo,
My fingers disobeying physics.

[Report Error]