Life is full of joy and shit. I just write about it.
There is an orange house that sits on the edge of a beautiful boulevard and urban decay. A small neighborhood haven, decorated with wood siding and trimmed in chipping white paint.
By K. M. McGehee4 years ago in Humans
L, lovely and long-legged. L sat across from me at the long stretch of rectangular white desks. Her legs sprawled and relaxed across the arm of a black office chair. She used her hand to fan her face lazily.
By K. M. McGehee6 years ago in Humans
