This mess started out as a guide to bagging an adequate male for yerself once ye'r past it. However, it's evolved rapidly into a collective, collaborative space for ideas to grow, recommendations to be made, stories to be told and fun to be had.
Saturday, 22 October 2011
Truth
In many ways, each and every word laid down upon this flickering, faltering digital page, each poem, each phrase, each piece of words pressed together in perfected prose, each and every one is nothing more than a sweet, tender, endless lie.
