Timothy A Rowland
Bio
I’m an every day human Xennial living in the Southeastern United States. I have many interest. I just want to improve your life and maybe entertain you.
Stories (160/0)
Equality Without Anarchy
Equality without anarchy; can it exist? Think about something; even if you're too young to remember (as I am), undoubtedly you can at least imagine this. The last time that a race-related issue was raised and people turned to violence and destruction to make a point… it sent military tanks rolling up the city streets of Augusta and Harlem, GA.
By Timothy A Rowland3 years ago in The Swamp
7.8 Billion People & Only 1 You
There are an estimated 7.8 billion people in the world in 2020, and there is only one you. Let that sink in a moment. That means that there are 7,999,999,999 other people in the world; and not a single one could replace you in this world. Not even one person out of billions is able to give the world exactly what you do; simply by being present on Earth. You are literally irreplaceable.
By Timothy A Rowland3 years ago in Motivation
Nights of Passion
In the warmth of the room, a gentle breeze flickers the on looking flames of the vanilla scented candles filling the room. You glare across the room and through the bathroom door. The tub is filled, though all you are able to see are the rose pedals covering the surface of the water. Despite the fact that the faucet is turned off it seems as though the pedals are dancing on the water. Slowly something enters your vision on your right side… it’s a single rose being offered as I reach around your body. Before you can turn to face me, my chest is pushed against your back closely. You take the rose from my hand and as you lift it to your nose to softly take in its scent, my fingertips gently run through your hair brushing it lightly off of your neck. As my left hand falls tenderly upon your abdomen, and you feel slow waves of heat upon your neck- telling you my lips are close to your skin- you set the rose down lovingly upon the bed. You begin to wonder how all of that you see came about as you slept peacefully just moments ago.
By Timothy A Rowland3 years ago in Filthy
Frustration Rage Sex
I’m sitting and arguing with the computer for the second hour. The computer, the programs, nothing is working like it should. I’m in a bad mood. I hear you walking around and obviously; you’re in a good mood. You’re bouncing around and I can hear you being cheerful. I like when you’re happy, but right now; it’s getting to me…and not in a good way.
By Timothy A Rowland3 years ago in Filthy
