Wrong isn’t wrong, it is just a little less right It is wright we scream to ourselves. To him who is pure,…
Wrong isn’t wrong, it is just a little less right It is wright we scream to ourselves. To him who is pure,…
IN LOVE WITH A STRANGER (PART 2) by Endurance Victor She went home that evening after their first meeting, thinking about all…
There I was on that good evening hauling myself home, tired, worn out from dragging a Toshiba tecra A9 that had given…
