Giù da me non nevicava mai. Quando capitava però, i miei mi portavano in montagna, sulla…
E va sempre così:
He wanted it to play out just right; yet he was like a fidgety, impatient 3-year old in a high chair, flailing his arms about madly in frantic windmills. It hadn’t been so long ago, the last time he’d felt anything remotely like what he…
La prima volta che mi sono innamorato, la prima volta che ho fatto l’amore, la…
Hell, you were the Last High. The song plays on like a chant. The high creeps in, intoxicating, overwhelming. The memories flow back…
The two men scrunched in the tree limbs as best they could. It was an overgrown…
