All in non-fiction


I look down, and nothing is standing between me and the end. The Arno is clueless and looks like a giant whose limbs float endlessly towards a promised freedom, the sea. The sea is deceiving. Its cruel, alluring nature can kill and make one smile at the same time.

Not So Straightforward

It seems that they fell for a specific woman and went with it, as opposed to finding themselves questioning their sexuality before that. I merely found myself on a lesbian dating site and set up a profile without really consciously thinking about it.