I felt so exposed. The moon was high and there wasn’t another soul in sight for miles, but just the idea that somehow, someone else might catch me, made this all the more exciting. My heart would not stop racing.
By Brenton Ridley3 years ago in Filthy
I want to call you I'm wondering how you are How's life? Is work okay? What about your parents? The Dog still misses you
By Brenton Ridley4 years ago in Poets