Favorite Quotations:

If you can't have sex, get a good massage. The endorphins will do the work, but please go for the massage.

About Me:

Nineteen years of reasons aren't enough to justify the concurrent events relative to an enormous life story. Verbally poetic and scandalously imaginative. A gourmet feast with no appetite, apprehends the beautiful self-limitless satiety over good taste. Savoring the last stick of a full-packed innovative first-class tobacco all way through without hesitation to stop. Standing awkwardly, blatantly on the corner of Regret Boulevard and loving every minute of stay. Procreates sounds of Epic proportions and plays the sentimental piano where fallen keys he hath made. A mundane of usual kindred emotions packed with solemn inquiries asking 'Why he existed?'. Speaks softly but thinks otherwise. Good in bed. Loving her unconditionally, perfectly... a flawless unreasoned way to stop the world from turning. Family-oriented in such way he takes good care of the Skunk hanging on the laundry, but never did washing. A blunt nothingness, simple, humble destiny untoward to any preoccupied mind-body sensations. Dumb, prejudicial, innovative, tempted, unappreciative, loving. A student of Care. And the Chapter unwilling to close from there on.