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Not condoms, but Creative Commons. Protect yourself, or rather, your work with Creative Commons. This is not a paid posting, but this is something I’d like to share with all
Not condoms, but Creative Commons. Protect yourself, or rather, your work with Creative Commons. This is not a paid posting, but this is something I’d like to share with all
 Uh oh! Uh oh! Uh oh!Uh oh! Uh oh! Now, don’t go and let your imagination runs wild. That’s not my voice expressing my pleasure behind the closed door.
Most of you should probably know by now that I’m rather known for my fiery and serious articles. My big bro Calvin used to tell people that sometimes, my writing
I couldn’t sleep again. I woke up in the middle of the night after having a sleep paralysis, and I wasn’t too comfortable to go back to bed once again,
I’m not quite a fan of buying things online. Seriously. I’ll be very honest with you on that. I thought that sometimes, items are somewhat expensive, and I often wonder
The greatest love story ever told, is always your own. Tell me your love story. Any part of it. Share with me and the most touching and heart moving story
Those who are not pet owners could never understand how it feels like to loose a pet, but I do, because I am a pet owner as well. I own
Dear John is usually a letter is written to a husband or a lover to inform him that a relationship is over, usually because the author has found another lover.
Literally. Going crazy. Insane. A nutcase in the house. That’s Cleffairy the looney fairy for you, folks. January was wild, February was frightful, March is a mayhem, and the upcoming
Bloody hell, sometimes, people are just so goddamn brilliant that I feel like slapping and kicking their ass to oblivion. I am not in my best mood lately, and I