Lost

I don’t know what to do. We started talking and I didn’t have the intention to date her, even if it was clear that was what she wanted from the start. We stopped talking when I didn’t move further, and started talking when I texted (more…)

PTSD

The day I stopped cheating was the day I met a girl who shook my skin, my bones, and even my soul. She wanted to finish me. She fucks like she was fighting a war. On that hotel bed I almost shouted for help. Even after I came, she kept going (more…)