“Lover, will you please hang up my sweater?” “Of course, I will. In the bedroom or in here?” He pointed to the small closet located in the corner of the living room. I said that one would be fine. Our little visitor was listening, completely…

Penny for my thoughts you say A  penny ain’t enough You say you love me for my mind But now it seems you’re stuck. See I’ve seen you smoking Though you swore you quit And while I don’t mind lying I just can’t get over…

we live in glass buildings or so we try to appear getting naked for the public not so much physically but baring our souls out on facebook and blogs on tv shows and advice columns painting our lives in the colours we choose but what…