I tried to fuck my way out of pain, but it was worse than fighting to get out of quicksand. I got deeper in suffering and despair the more I fucked around, so I...

Her voice was low, like a whisper. “I think I love you” she said, staring at me. I stayed silent for a few seconds, looking into her eyes. She has been a bitch ...

We were in silence. She, sitting on her side of the bed, lit a cigarette. The smoke annoyed me, but I had bigger concerns in my head. We agreed on “just sex”, b...