Ive no idea what's worse. The gun pointed at me or the dead cop on the floor. Either way I never saw today turning out like this. Left shoulder twiste..
It washes over you like a complicated symphony of soldiers armed with violins. Soft, sweet, with a hint pain. Mmm. That sweet feeling of rentention t..
I could tell you a story. One where I can hold you against me. The type of a story to make your lips quiver and you breath fight for escape. The kind ..
Its wasn't what she wanted. Lies an decadent promises met with a dull headache. She'd always found comfort with an early cup of coffee, yet now she si..