A few random thoughts on anger
Thinking about fucking. And anger. Mostly, anger.
Read moreThinking about fucking. And anger. Mostly, anger.
Read moreCharlotte’s gonna get fucked. And I feel safe.
Read moreI get confused about which is which.
Read moreCharlotte wants to come. She forgets that she – in the current configuration – comes for ME.
Read moreLike a moth, I fly toward, rather than away from, a whole host of flames: the flame of jealousy, the[…]
Read moreCharlotte had her second threesome.
Read moreEvery silver lining has a cloud. After a truly spectacular day… the very end wasn’t truly spectacular. I fucked up.[…]
Read moreFumbling our way forward, Charlotte and I….
Read moreComing apart, just a little, afterwards….
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