Today was just like any other day. I was awoken by Joseph, my dad, followed by the sluggish morning routine that goes un-charmed by the free birds’ happy melodies, and then school. There I tried with motivation to concentrate on what was being taught, I also attempted to not end up hating them (you should… Continue reading Betrayed by Them All
Tag: six hours
why me?
i try to focus, wondering what you are going to do next…you trail leather straps over my body, laughing as i squirm in a mixture of discomfort and pleasure.
Hell is other people…
You see I never actually believed that. In my own teenage angsty way I had a few other ideas about hell. However, the last few months of my life have got me pretty convinced that the world is screaming under the weight of ignorant, intolerant, bloody- minded assholes. Not a new idea i realise. However… Continue reading Hell is other people…