He would smile a lot. He would have a thick voice, like a car truck going down a dirt road with its lights off at night. And when he got angry his voice would sound like that same truck going down that same dirt road with no lights at 80 miles an hour.
He would do drugs. He would smoke weed and snort coke. He would dress in the best clothes, cross his legs when he sits and talk about high fashion and the latest trends. He would be a chamer, make you feel like a million bucks standing next to you, and when you are away from him you would feel depressed.
He would act like your best friend, and do all the things you wanted him too, you would feel as if you were taking advantage of you. He would be everything you wanted him to be. He would be nothing you didn want.
He would be a man, and yet he would remind you of a woman. He would be beautiful, yet he would be fearsome.
He would answer to any name you called him, but his own.
About Me
- S.R. Alexander
- Washington DC, United States
- Following the footsteps of literary greats, I use a pen name in replace of my birth name. It is not that I am ashamed of my work, and thus put a pseudo name in front of it, but rather that I need the freedom to speak without the worries of my fame or infamy disrupting the peace of my private life. In short I am Clark Kent and Alexander is Superman.