There are people in this who think the world revolves around their feet. Selfish does not even begin to describe them. Everything is always about “me” or “I”. You’re very unfortunate if you ever get into a relationship with such a person. I’m talking about the folks who love playing victim; always blaming the other... Continue Reading →
That Thing Between Your Legs
She could hear him making his way towards the house from the main gate. It was him alright, she had grown accustomed to the aggressive thump of his soles on the ground; he always walked as if he had a fight to pick with the soil beneath his feet; sort of like a man on... Continue Reading →