LAD, my child.
“A new background created without hope or joy, without feeling of permanence or without a conviction of its rightness. But inevitably beautiful.” June 1936, Anais Nin
Un padre con su hijo.
Start drinking. Daydream about your death.
how are we supposed to do anything now that we have that cat??
Sharing is caring.
I had consumed and then I created, or rather, I had chewed something up and spat it out.
I thought about what you said regarding the men/being women thing.
It’s within your capacity to ask yourself what you think and what you know.
Biometrics and boredom.
Writer, poseur, mama’s boy, and tips on how to woo him.