I write many things, but I decided to let you all in on a little secret... Although its not really a secret.. Whatever, here's a little excerpt from my own story that I have on Fictionpress.
"Insanity is often the logic of an accurate mind over tasked- Oliver Wendell Holmes, Sr.
Sitting on the bench, my ass slowly, uncomfortably falling asleep, I kept thinking of her, the very bane of my existence. My reason for living, the reason I keep myself from falling back into that black hole that certified Doctors call depression. Thinking of her, remembering her sweet face, her hands that were the softest I had ever felt and her unending sexual appetite, that even I found to be border line unnatural, but I would never say I ever complained, nor would I."
I don't know why really I am coming out know with this... Maybe this is to feed that need that everyone has, the need for attention? Or maybe it's recognition...
My story is called: Heart Neither wakes nor sleeps- Jage Na Sota Hai
www.fictionpress.com/s/2668662/1/Heart_Neither_wakes_nor_sleeps_Jage_Na_Sota_Hai