She was a cutieYoung, hot and had an extraordinary appetite for sexShe knew her way around my body and knew what I enjoyedThere was just one problem...She had a disgusting habit of frequently and repeatedly gnawing on her skinMost...

Last night I met up with my soul on a cold dark roadFed up of me many many years agoAny idea what it is to be dead like me?Do you think you'd be able to feel warmth & love...

I love how there is much to choosewhen it then comes time to infuselet the ink seep in ever deepshare these secrets that I keep Pen a little poem in the nightin the hope that it turns out rightthat my...

August 11, 1788               Mon Cher D.               I love it when you buy me clothing. Fashions for me to wear, meant for you to then take off me....