The Wind in the Willows but with more shagging. I publish twice a week unless I'm out the back getting pumped by the landlord for rent.
Am I supposed to tell you what I've done n that? What's the point? We'll all be dead soon, you fucking badger fanciers.
A veteran ICU Nurse takes you along a lifelong battle for personal freedom and self-love. It's one hell of a journey that merely began in a pandemic.
Begin your journey through a kaleidoscopic realm where poetic exploration, philosophical inquiry, and esoteric reflection transform illusion into a canvas for your own revelations.
Outlandish stories. Fabricated opinions. Several layers of blasphemy. The JPF delivers a middle digit to the internet's monoculture of conformity.
Erudite essays from 21st century America sprinkled with fire, brimstone, but most of all love.
It's changing. It's turning into a living hell. What's interesting is that not many see and those who see it don't understand it.