Our subject is too classy and does not comply with the everyday lives of citizen~dicks you hang around with.

If change is inevitable, will it be wrong to say that impermanence is the way of life. Tragedy and me, hand in hand, we march ahead.

She came and spiced me up. This was the second time we met. Her intentions were crystal clear and straight. All she meant was to get laid.

Be in the mood for love, cuddle and get cozy with the girl if fucking the kinky lust out of each other is not the choice I want to make right now.
It took almost a day to come to such terms with myself but she was...