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Living in the cone of death! Damn you Bonnie!!

On a completely unrelated note... Vegas here I come... in November... feel free to still act surprised when I get there.
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I feel lost. Not that, "Oh shit, maybe if I go this way, I'll find my way back," kind of lost. Nope, I am so fucking lost, I've given up wandering and settled on the curl-up-and-die position. My brain is at an emotional stand still. My creative juices have expired and turned to fermented nuro-toxins. Is it this shit hole of an apartment I call...
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domie:
I hope things have changed in the past 8 months !! wink
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I was almost there. The vibe was good. I was starting to get that chilled feeling down my body. I could feel the moisture building up in my pores, like a horse at the starting gate, waiting impatiently for that perfect moment when it can explode out into its purpose for being. It wasn't hot in my room. The temperature was cool and refreshing. My...
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Faint drips of liquid puddling on cold tile echoed through the room of a quiet apartment. Smoke hung at the ceiling waiting for relief of a simple breeze. It had been only minutes since carl had been knifed by a silent assailant. He laid on the floor of his eastside apartment, face down in a pool of his own blood . The knife had missed...
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bob:
Thank you SO much for your comment on Machete and I's multi Hot Mess. It really means a lot! smile