#Boyfriend

Sneak Peak of The Closet

I am now staring at the George Washington bridge, wondering how I got here. It was on a Monday when I was offered an opportunity to be an...

Here lies Yellow. Beaten and broken, taped and fractured. Sharp and splintered. Your life should have lasted two years. But instead you...

I have to be honest with you guys. I don’t want to do this bleepin blog. I was once told that if I created one, this would kind of sort...