I come in many shapes and sizes. To some, I am a man of charisma; the kind that stifles fear and electrifies the will. To others, I am the biggest loser; the man with a balding sense of humour. To the art of words, I am her brave Mister; the fool that tried [...]
You taste like poetry. You taste like parts of you are falling apart, yet pulling themselves together. You taste like contradictions. You are contradictions.