We are all deserving of pleasure when we are ready for it.
Dating is hard. Lying is easy.
Friday night and I’m lonesome. Again.
Why does it take the heart so long to realize what the head already knows?
My Muse has gifted me and I now must obey the whims of Hathor.
What do you mean, “no sex?????”
Writing has become a much better therapist than any of the others I’ve worked with.