I write a variety of articles as a journalist and I write books in my free time. Currently, I'm working to better my erotic fiction. Please leave a tip! If more tips are left with suggestions, that would be appreciated.
I was used to the way they made me feel:
Broken. Used. Worthless.
A piece of meat that was to their liking for the night. For their convenience.
But not you.
We were friends until that moment that you...
Why are you depressed?
You have no reason to be. You have a home. You have food, and you have me.
You have a father and siblings and a million reasons to be happy. So why make me bitter with your tear...