Sometimes I’m just a dude in a suit. With a penis that needs attention. Drawing on paper, 2016.
Bring it on 2017, I am ready.
And as the final days of 2016 are here, I’ve decided to make all my Kindle short stories free during December: if you have/get Amazone Prime, so get them on this link.
Took a week off from life, and travelled to the island of Madeira. So stunningly beautiful. It kind of rained a bit too much, so will definitely go back when I have the chance. It was good: I needed to clear my head a bit.
I have some big plans for 2017 by the way. Life is good again.
The Naked Author in Sukrew Underwear.
I’m scandalous. Don’t mind harvesting some straight dick though.
I’m near the end of a twelve-days-in-a-row with business university and work. I get up every morning before the sun rises, and get back home every evening after the sun has set. Imagine this: this is life?
The apartment I shared with bromance has been sold, we are still arguing about things to be shared or split and so on for ever and ever. He is such a jerk to be honest. I got my first F on a course, which only means I will have to take the test again at some point this semester, a true inconvenience as the mid-terms usually are hell as it is without extra tests.. I’ve been working too much, sleeping to little. Working too much, studying to little.
And. I can’t say I’m a fan of the President-elect. I’ve written a short story about it. And I’ve been writing on a short story about bromance. Too good not to. To honest, not to, too true not to tell it like it was.