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.
35/M/NM
Hello, hello. I mostly write about hepo, though I've added a few of mine below too. I like personal messages, and aim to respond to ...