Desperation… population me, yeah Stephen King killed a lot of people in that town and here I am all alone, boy, monster, or whatever. Crave A Babe… if anything I just want somebody, need somebody; now if only there were a business for this?

God is love, God is power… if anything I’m looking for a girl to love, or a girl to love me and money is power. Are You There Love… somehow I don’t believe love is listening just like Go never did but there’s this girl and maybe…

An old poem I wrote about how I see myself enjoy it!

It’s too cold to be at the pool and I am far beyond wet dreams or maybe it is simply the fact that no girl has ever found me sexually appealing; no reason to get wet. On The Sails of Love… maybe if things were different, to make love and to be loved.

I haven’t written in a while…and I don’t think after this I’ll be writing for a while either…but hey, I like to see your reactions .

Witty new poem about Little Boy Blue.

I will forever be your little girl.

I was lucky to have known you.

Chapter two of Punsihment.

It can be so hard to say goodbye.