My biggest fan

Personally I think fondly of myself, don't make that face we all think fondly of ourselves but to different degrees. I wouldn't necessarily say I'm the dreadful "c" word b/c I'm no obsessed with myself. but I have to keep my motivated that is why I am and will always will be my biggest fan. So I encourage you to be your own biggest fan, don't depend of no one else to be...except for your mommy lol



Thanks for reading,

Writeous Wes

Thoughts he had for her

When you boil my remains down to nothing but my bone and brain all you'll see is a boy trying to catch lighting into a bottle, but no matter how much I try I can never grow wings do so I've grown resentment towards the clouds and stars. But some how beneath all that hatred for astronomy lays thoughts he had of her. It was to the point where he loved to watch her walk only because her footprints were so distinctive. She was a high school flame, not his high school flame, THE high school flame and with every step she took an assemblage of her swag laid left behind. It all began with that first glance where he took the first chance and jumped in head first, never looked back or worried about having no air as long as their hearts stayed on the same beat. All it took was that one glare to spark a flare that erupted like a sonic boom and you couldn't miss it like an elephant in the room. So as she made her rounds he caught her aroma and it literally lifted me from the ground, drawing me closer to her. Everyone seemed to disappear as his vision tunneled towards this gorgeous goddess. Unable to fight the gravitational pull of her essence he can feel the windows of his soul begin to orgasm from the stimulation of her presence. To his surprise as soon as he got close enough to touch he froze but the flame the she ignited in his heart thawed him out,

...more to come on this one guys thanks for reading,

Writeous Wes