Pitch Black Gaze – Freewrite #44

Every time I gaze at a beautiful woman, I begin feeling completely numb. All I can think of are the times I failed the one and only girlfriend I've ever had in my life (and probably will be for a very, very long time), sulking over what could've been if I hadn't been such an... Continue Reading →

Rosey Dayz

It's not just the glow radiating off of every curve in your smile. Nor how thick, Voluptuous your body is when you're walking down an isle. You fill me with a certain kind of curiosity I haven't really felt in a while. Like watering a seed within soil dry from each denial. Those times where... Continue Reading →

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