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June 10, 2016
Back home
There’s this feeling after the great collapse you strain to figure it out who’s to blame and what’s at fault question all the things you done question all the things you didn’t do well what-...
April 21, 2016
Anywhere we go; you are
I’ve got my habits sold seldom We’re working on this your face on six inches smashing mics you’re running late would we ever meet? Pain killers and I love this feeling but I hate this part ...
April 21, 2016
Tease
I was getting settled with this absence then your neighborhood came parading through my cubes bounced off the sides as they were refilled we started talking and suddenly the deafening pleasure ...
Book Description
One man’s journal through the time hop of his life. Troubled youth is romantic, doomed middle age isn’t.
