Not Patriotic. I Joined to Kill

It’s December of 2016 and I’m seventeen. At seventeen that animal is starting to develop; I’m ready to fuck and let out my aggression. Fucking wasn’t happening, so my aggression became more acute. Most of my time spent as an up and coming Netflix subscriber and Credit Card owner, was used to get fucked up;

Stores Ranked in Order of Decadence

We all have to do the grocery ritual thing. I imagine some people even go to the store, not to buy their ramen and mac ‘n cheese, but to fill their big fat empty soul. (you know, the target chicks who drink their lattes and walk around the store to indulge in their fleeting sexuality)

The Basement

Back living with my dad again. It’s been almost a year in this basement. The basement is not too big, but feels roomy due to it’s openness. It’s carpeted, has a fridge, and there’s a long window that is almost even with the ground. The basement is nice. Last year, I decided that paying for

03-20-2021

Cuckhold  It’s 11:54 on a Sunday night, and I allowed something pathetic to happen: the world has submitted me to it’s domineering nature.  Every sexual urge inside me, has been sublimated to watch other people.  As these desires become more and more suppressed, the fear of experiencing intimacy grows greater.  The world has locked my