C*ck out Chronicles

So here’s the thing about me. I am not unique. I have been ghosted plenty a time…most occurrences having been of the post-coital variety. Nothing like a post-coital ghost to spook the self-esteem outta ya. I’m…just being honest (in “HEY YA” Outkast cadence). Not that anyone truly needs a definition for ghosting, but just toContinue reading “C*ck out Chronicles”