And sometimes, I just write filth…

Okay, so not exactly filth…but I do occasionally produce a naughty poem or story. Don’t pretend you don’t enjoy reading these, you devilish little minx. Miss me when I’ve left this place, Spread my ashes upon the ground. Shed no tears, and feel no sorrow, For I, my dear, can still be found. I’m afraidContinue reading “And sometimes, I just write filth…”