Body Tale

Story story, story come.. I couldn't recognize the eye color. These were rounded and not my usual almond! I was used to the glare of black eyes and not brown! Nothing about the glare was kind. Hardly no eye contact. No! This eyes weren't his! If I had a mouth, I'd scream so hard. If… Continue reading Body Tale

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Former Lover Boy

There is no internet in jail, neither java nor art caffΓ¨. My body wasn't even made for jail and so for the above mentioned reasons, I'll try restrain myself from sliding a knife through your throat. I'm grateful to this whole scenario cause it goes to affirm that I am indeed human characterized by real… Continue reading Former Lover Boy