well afte an year I finally managed to write another chapter of my story, I am really happy about that even though I know that no one's gonna read it. Anyways for those that do want to read it, here are the chapters
chapter 1: https://phantomphoenick.deviantart.com/art/A-Dish-Best-Served-Hot-Chapter-1-new-style-283115781
chapter 2: https://phantomphoenick.deviantart.com/art/A-Dish-best-served-hot-Chapter-2-extended-283504497
chapter 3: https://phantomphoenick.deviantart.com/art/A-Dish-Best-Served-Hot-Chapter-3-290729921
chapter 4: https://phantomphoenick.deviantart.com/art/A-Dish-Best-Served-Hot-Chapter-4-291426040
chapter 5: https://pha
I'm probably going to delete this later, but this has been weighing on my mind for weeks now. I've told my therapist about it but nothing really came about except me just expressing my frustration about the whole thing. I'll try to be in-depth without going all over the place.
So, I have this friend that I met while in the Service. We were in the same Platoon together, just in different sections so we kind of communicated but didn't really have much reason to outside of work-related interactions such as his equipment breaking. We really got to know each other when we deployed to Romania. Both of us were early risers, which worked out well wh
I'm aware that I'm late for 'Coming Out Day.' Regardless, here's my opinion. I don't do labels. I think they are fucking stupid and confusing. You like what you like. Me? I like guys in many ways, whereas gals make the best of friends. I have an app ...