Pinneda dream forever lostIn moments of solitude and reflection, I think back to my younger self, when sadness was a constant and hopelessness was neverending.Apr 20, 2024Apr 20, 2024
Pinneda life born into foster careI was her child, but I was not to be her son. On the day I was born, my mother went to the hospital alone, unsure what she would do…Feb 13, 2024Feb 13, 2024
A Series of DreamsIt was at the age of two while in the middle of a dream, when I heard the sound of the wind calling out my name.Jan 18Jan 18
Thank you for following me.Your writing is very organic and easily accessible. I look forward to spending many evenings in bed diving deep into your writings.Oct 24, 2024Oct 24, 2024
Eroticism is my curse and yet my salvation …It’s been a long time since I’ve had a partner in my bed.Jul 17, 2023Jul 17, 2023