It’s time to be honest.

I haven’t been myself lately.  I’m not being real or honest.  I’m terrified of both. The message I learned growing up is if I were a real and honest little girl about how I felt, then I would be confronted and told I was wrong.  My pain and upset wasn’t real, said my mother, she […]

I survived a small town and lived to tell about it.

If it weren’t for The Neighbor and his shenanigans a year and a half ago I never would have met Marian Green (or Noodle, as I like to call her). It was the night that TN brought home a date when he had told me he couldn’t come over because he had to work late. […]

He knocked at 2 am.

Last night I sat under the eaves of blooming fuchsia crepe myrtles with my friends, drinking bottles of Prosecco and smoking bummed American Spirits.  My leg pressed against the jeans-clad leg of my voluptuous girlfriend with the beautiful mouth  and my other friend sat next to her, her creamy breasts on display with a beaded […]

I went spelunking and found nothing.

I have a new policy: I will not fuck anyone whose cock I do not want. That may sound obvious to some of you, but in the past I fucked in order to discover whether or not I liked the penis.  I would bring a man into my room, peel off his pants with my […]

I will make sure he never forgets me, Finale: Wherein he makes me one with the universe

[First off, let me apologize for this prolifically long story.  I felt it had so many different parts and layers that I needed to include it all for my own sake.  I try to impart real-time like details and conversation flow, but for this series, some conversations were switched around (some took place in bed, […]

I have a new perspective.

I broke my promise to myself to not initiate contact because it’s who I am: I reach out, I make connections; it’s wired deep into my bones.  He replied warmly, “Sure!  Any ideas of what to do?” I insisted we go out in public because I was getting my hair done earlier in the day […]

I’m a dick blogger.

I’ll admit it: I’ve been ignoring the “awards” I’ve been getting. Not because they don’t make me swell with pride and not because they don’t make me feel like my little words might actually resonate with people, but because I’m lazy. Plain and simple. Yep, I admit it. So, I’m going to fix all this […]

I don’t require sex, but I get fucked anyway.

I worried that he was trying to cancel on me when I got this text: So fucking exhausted :-( So I assured him that fucking tonight was not a requirement.  I thought, “Hmm, it’ll be nice just to make him dinner and chill, watch A Game of Thrones maybe…” Butter-poached sea bass, braised kale with […]