There's No War That Will End All

What We Call The Present Is Given Shape By An Accumulation Of The Past.

If I'm Going To Merely Ramble, Maybe I Should Just Snuggle Under The Warm Covers, Think Of Miu, And Play With Myself.

Concentration Is One Of The Happiest Things In My Life.

If You Listen To The Radio For A Whole Hour There's Maybe One Decent Song. The Rest Is Mass-produced Garbage

Her Cry Was The Saddest Sound Of Orgasm That I Had Ever Heard.