Her taste dissolves in glasses of passing days The intensity of her mouth and its flavour Watered down and washed away by the infinity Spawned Between the last ...

Woke up exhausted, the summer sun piercing trough my thin curtains in the early morning. Sunday. Another day in the excruciating anxiety-packed life of The Writ...

Do you ever feel like you can die a thousand times over live a billion different lives press the “Reset” button of your very Existence and none of that will eve...

I have lived several lives died several deaths fucked several lovers hurt with each of them. Drink, baby, drink drink some of the pain away just some of it save...