Fuckery!

Fuckery!

Article is by C.J Npowa All I ever wanted was a righteous man who would fuck me right Instead you came sprawling into my life Fickle as a winter sphinx Fiddled your way into my heart Proceeded to fudge with my mind Fuckery is your mastery For all the Fockers in the...
The Language Of Chemistry

The Language Of Chemistry

Eric lay still on the bed, allowing his body to absorb the cool air steadily blowing from the air-conditioner. He enjoyed the calmness of the mood lighting in the room, and appreciated that it was currently the only source of light surrounding him. His mind raced back...