his voice makes me think of
what therapy should be.
like tendrils of smoke pouring from
not his mouth,
but his eyes, the irises he let me… 145 more words
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Sophie was back in the game! Pure, raw, explosive pleasure! Better than drugs, better than smack! Better than a dope-coke-crack-fix-shit-shoot-sniff-ganja-marijuana-blotter-acid-ecstasy! Better than sex, head, 69, orgies, masturbation, tantrism, Kama Sutra or Thai doggy-style!
the weekend LIFE.
Every time a Monday rolls around my social media is filled with people asking, “where did the weekend go?”.
Every time a Wednesday pops up, there’s always a cry of, “half way through my working week!” 420 more words