I won’t die as someone who was tormented by life.
Back when each kiss really meant something…
Back when each kiss really meant something…
He was born five months before me and now he is dead.
I keep telling myself I want a wife, but if I actually got one, would my purpose disappear?
Covid is not the only pandemic ripping across the world these days
Is your break-up monologue just as laden with theological fallacies as the Catholic church of the Middle Ages?
“Get optimistic,” I grunt to my reflection. “Don’t you cry on me now.”
“Can you still hear me over the sound of the passing decades?”
3.7 million African deaths, but yah, your pretty ring matters more.
This limitation also provides a lot of opportunity. Will you take advantage of it?
For those of us without a Corona Baby making partner.