On Death
“I am going to die today.” It was decided. Ah, what a glorious death that was! Left alone, in the middle of nowhere. Set to be burnt by the sun and frozen by th...
Category: My Story
To understand me, you need to know my story.
The Writer
Being the Writer is a pain in the ass. Because the Poet, as Bukowski beautifully portrayed in many of his stories, survives and escapes from madness through the...
The Grayscale in Between.
She said that men only see black or white. That things are either one or the other, and nothing else. Very binary. I told her that I am not a regular man. That ...
May 28th, 2013
Was there anything different that day? Something special that made me be aware of the turning point I would experience in my life? I just checked my online trac...
On sex
My problem is that I fall in love with every woman I fuck. I fuck good, but I am overemotional. To me, when a woman gives me her body, I feel as if she is givin...