Mortality

I have a lot of words in me, apparently. This post is about my friends.

Memory, truth, emotional experience, and the unconscious. WTF?

I was so much older then. I’m younger than that now.

I want you. Forever.

I love working out with hot women. And I long to keep the evidence I have done so. But I won’t.

I never used to cry, but now, I dry at the drop of the hat. Here’s what’s made me cry the last couple of days.

I am a dominant male sex blogger. I am polite, respectful, and demanding. Get to know me.

My favorite books, movies, music….

I can breathe.

Don’t stand so fucking close to ANYbody.