This is the standing of Stone Fox in our community - the further right, the more of a Wikinut they are!
This poem is just random thoughts and musings almost being recited out lout
I wrote this poem about my brother's ex cunty girlfriend back when she was living in my house and mooching like a hoe.
toxic lust or passionate love? or both? What do you think? Can you truly have one without the other?
My feelings regarding my shadow and realizing what I wanted will not always be the same later on down the road.
Religious Sex, compromising passion, habit forming sweat
My attempt at poetically describing the birth of myths.