Human Journal

My journal is my life. Every page of the journal I fill with color or ink describes me, my life, my messed up head. Every pattern or every sketch drawn in that journal portray my experiences throughout. It is that one thing apart from a novel that I carry with me always, with a black... Continue Reading →

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Espresso?

Maybe we all have an Espresso in our lives.

A losthead with an alpha

Long, skinny losthead wakes up, rubs his eyes, freshens up, wears his beanie, puts on his frames, picks up his alpha and now he is ready to roll the city. Verbally silent, while his head is working its way through... creating extraordinary out of the ordinary with the help of his Alpha. "I am not... Continue Reading →

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