Tom Conrad Quotes

#1. I'd once again see that bob of blonde hair back on my pillow, that pink hot smile beaming toward me as I heroically win her heart in some kind of Count of Monte Cristo or Great Gatsby-esque gesture ... you know minus the long imprisonment or swimming pool death!

Tom Conrad

#2. My mind may be in gutter, Abigail, but at least I'm looking at an angel!

Tom Conrad

#3. The punter sweated on top of Marina, his lips all over her young body, his tongue slipping out from rows of crooked teeth, pushing hungrily from between his shrivelled lips like a clam from a shell, a bottom feeder searching for salty nutrition.

Tom Conrad

#4. For a more than miffed Midnight, fate was for emperors, fools and soppy lovers: - fate was the self-important egotism of those doing well, the sheer unbearable arrogance of the living and loved.

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#5. I'm a struggling writer, I'm struggling to convince people I'm a writer.

Tom Conrad

#6. Lust fades after climax, love lasts until breakfast!

Tom Conrad

#7. I was, a near grown man, sat in his dank, dark and rickety digs, feverishly hovering about the glare of a computer screen like a disorientated moth, one searching for a flaming light of recognition from someone/anyone!

Tom Conrad