FRIENDSHIP, SEX AND OTHER DRUGS.

It was one of those weeks; lonely and depressing. I had been dragging my body around, like a broken limb, from errand to errand. Barely present, a husk of a person. I was looking out of the bars on my window, contemplating a second cigarette when my phone rang. The only thing I hate more... Continue Reading →

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