Hindustan
“This poetry. I never know what I'm going to say.” ― Rumi
Blinded by the heavy rain
NYC//DTX
Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that's no matter - …
My words may not always be eloquent, but they are true. Writing to purge my soul rather than to please another is cathartic. Enjoy my …
Allow yourself to be vulnerable.
40/M/NC
Hello, hello. I mostly write about hepo, though I've added a few of mine below too. I like direct messages, and aim to respond to …