Tag: Sin

  • 3|50|6|6|5|5

    Sometime in 1999 I don’t want to look; I fight the unconscious need to turn my head and gaze at one of the most sexy sights I have ever seen. I busy my mind with lost moments. Fifteen bux and my four years of love, sold in the shape of a small metal circle.  A grotesque man sits masturbating secretly… Continue reading "3|50|6|6|5|5"

  • 20|5|1|90|8 :. 9|90 :. 3|8|50


    My thoughts are red I have been living on the carcass of the beast, isolating in my failure. I fought for your kind and your kind defeated me. It’s wreckage is upheld like a trophy in the hands of blind creatures. Your masters have turned convenience into slavery. These demons rule the world with useless broken services, stealing our identities… Continue reading "20|5|1|90|8 :. 9|90 :. 3|8|50"