face flush with mattress.
you see a lot.
The folds in the duvet, mountains on a scale of ants.
A woman's hair clings to a pillow.
it's dark, shoulder length.
there have been a few of those lately.
brunettes.
some were long standing acquaintences… more »
Friday comes round and doesn't bring much with it, except the promise of another week.The one I've just said goodbye has been a strange one. not a whole lot of work going on at the company, every night was filled with some sort of outing that included… more »
little, little cafe,at the edge of my known world.I go there to get away.to think.ponder.calculate my chances at a continued existance.sitting alone,chewing on processed shit, I see an arrival to rival god.she is not beautiful,in the cl… more »
the longer I live the more I love. you ladies really are the treasure of the world.there is not a women I have chatted to, smiled at or joked with, that I have not fallen a little bit in love with. its an unconscious thing, and I rarely dwe… more »