Music! If I cry me a river of all my confessions, would I drown in my shallow regret?
So, I've been trying to listen to things at work to keep myself sane, and I stumbled across the copy of Sarah McLachlan's Solace that A.j. burned for us (yays). And, and, there's a version of 'Black' on it. That I want to buy a couple scotches and then drag to a themed hotel room and have my way with.
(this track should also be used for belly dance)
Black the album version.
I mean, I love the version off the X-Files soundtrack, but it's all ethereal and misty dreams of distant plains. This version, otoh, is blood and sex and fingers walking up your spine.
(this track should also be used for belly dance)
Black the album version.
I mean, I love the version off the X-Files soundtrack, but it's all ethereal and misty dreams of distant plains. This version, otoh, is blood and sex and fingers walking up your spine.

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