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A new young thing puts her pretty ass in my face. And, she tells me what to do. For now….

Just a few thoughts late one night.

Soon, I will be with Hope. I can’t fucking wait.

Why don’t more people read this blog?

Shelby owes me three hours, and I intend to collect every minute.

When women disappoint me once, they almost always do it again. And again. And again. And still? I keep going back for more. Though less than before.

A post from nearly nine years ago, languishing in my drafts.

I think I offended an old friend.

My crazy experience of loss and fear.

Charlotte’s proving a little resistant to instruction.