Daily Prompt – 1953

What jobs have you had? Man this is another small talk-y one. Who gives a shit? Used to be in sales, used to be a salesforce.com admin, used to be admin asst, marketing associate, customer service rep, bank teller, cashier/customer service rep, and my first job was whatever the hell I was at Kids R... Continue Reading →

Memorial Day, etm.

I wrote this last year, it seems applicable to re-post. My daughter’s current definition of love is “My dad cooked my mom cheesesteaks outside in a freaking snowstorm. If you’re not doing that for me, I’m not interested.” As someone who analyzes every word a person speaks like a linguistic sommelier… can I just tell... Continue Reading →

Hypocrisy, so hot 🥵 right now

When I was a kid, I learned quickly how much hypocrisy drives me nuts. People telling me not to ask too many questions, or not that type of question made me livid. Growing up in Catholic school, I both really dug theology and really, really hated it because of this. Though I barely remember the... Continue Reading →

Y’all Need Jesus

This is 💯 NSFW, 18+, very inappropriate for probably anyone, but come on… everybody loves a good sex story. 😏 Yesterday I wrote this long ass fucking post talking about shit I hate talking about in the hopes I will get better at talking about shit I do enjoy talking about. I don’t know if... Continue Reading →

Dare you to fuck a blender

This thought, “broken, yes, that’s how the light gets in” keeps replaying. This idea that when you want to build a muscle, you break it down first. That’s how you get stronger. What doesn’t kill you makes you funnier; however, it doesn’t necessarily have to be your life’s purpose. I have to wonder if the... Continue Reading →

Daily Prompt – 1943

Have you ever broken a bone? Surprisingly, no. However, I fucked up my tailbone once, and it’s a funny story, but also one that haunts me a lot, and the very thing that made this fucking blog: so maybe I can work some shit out and you can learn more weird shit about me…Shall we?... Continue Reading →

EVOOh no!

I rarely do this, but I don't want to be an asshole while I'm trying not to be - trigger warning: SA. This piece started in '97 when I was 14. Took me til 40 to really finish and love part one. Thank you for reading and sharing in healing. Here is my live reading... Continue Reading →

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