Letter To Cupid, 2012

Statutory Warning: The following post contains words and imagery that some people may deem as inappropriate. I have used the word ‘fuck’ twice and I talk about raising my middle fingers to someone, giving that someone the message to go fornicate with themselves. I have used a photograph of a winged child-thing found dead, faceContinue reading “Letter To Cupid, 2012”

Twenty-Four Hours

If  you knew that you had only twenty-fours hours more to live, what are the things you would do? I know it’s a morbid question, but I’ve been thinking about it ever since I heard about the guy who died three days back. Well, he was a guy in the prime of his life, muchContinue reading “Twenty-Four Hours”