“You just like bitchy people. I like the crazy ones,” you declare to me at a time when we finally… Read more You Like Bitches, I Like Crazies
“You just like bitchy people. I like the crazy ones,” you declare to me at a time when we finally… Read more You Like Bitches, I Like Crazies
Berlin is never less inviting than it is today. Awakening to the news of David Jones’ death, I suddenly become… Read more Auf Wiedersehen Bowie
What they don’t tell you about Bonjour Tristesse is that it’s more than a novel. It’s a condition that Françoise Sagan… Read more Post-Coital Dysphoria
In my hetero wet dream, there is but one perfect person for me. And I find him after very minimal… Read more Hetero Wet Dream
Must find someone. Must. Find. Someone. The mantra went through the heads of everyone in the room like a hive… Read more Kissing to Be Cunning
Taco Bell at dusk is a surprisingly breathtaking sight. All awash in purple and pink neon hues, it vaguely reminds… Read more Taco Bell at Dusk
Johann Müller was not a sentimental man. Could not be in his position as a German. In his entire thirty-two years,… Read more Museum of Broken Relationships
Being with the Scotsman was driving in a car to Glasgow and listening to The Stone Roses. It was eating… Read more The Scotsman
“I know and can sense you’re in a lot of pain, but that’s all I can really say about your… Read more Mother-Daughter Pain Passageway
Accidents happen. That’s what they say. But somewhere deep down, Devon knew that what had befallen him was no mistake.… Read more The Plumpening Leg