Drycicles

Generated by headaches and encouraged by my own distrust. This is one reason not to delete/ erase/ burn whatever I write, or to argue – one day – when I will most likely be accused that I suffer from a delusion that I’m a writer, that I actually wrote.

Those who know me, you’ll know me better. Those who don’t, don’t kid yourself, this is not how you want to meet somebody! Go get a life, drink pleasantly coated beverages, eat, digest, defecate, it’s all much better than reading somebody’s notes on a website.

And if you need a priest, this sucker ain’t it!

And if you need a friend, this sucker ain’t!

This  being said, I do enjoy my critics, I just wish this was reciprocal sometimes.

G.