Can't get enough

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Sleeping in rollers

Life as single lane traffic?
Cherry

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I miss...

I miss holding your hand I miss watching you stretch I miss touching and gazing at the hair on your chest I miss long lingering kisses I miss stroking your hair I miss spooning in bed

Fuck the pain away...

Wasn't it you who told me to fuck the pain away? What if it doesn't work? You didn't tell me that part, that it could make the pain worse. Now what do I do? Tell me please

How can I do more?

How can I express the inexpressible? The love the regret the pain the years lost the mistakes made that led me to where I am today. Is it wrong to be happy? To feel loved
Cherry

Sic Itur ad Astra

What if?

The Spectator

... he was filled with dread as though something terrible was about to happen – something he couldn’t prevent.

Sun dance

Not sure, wrote this one very quickly.

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