The Ride of a Lifetime

Jess knew this one was special as soon as she swiped right. She could see a loss or some desperate plea in his eyes, and she felt a connection immediately. Jess didn’t question it because questions lead to too many thoughts. Too many thoughts lead Jess to do questionable things, so she has consistently found... Continue Reading →

Little Red Riding Hood is a Slut (Pt. 1)

My first ever Fucked Up Fairy Tale. 1. Didn't an act of love seal Little Red's fate? Sure, Grandma wasn't there, but here's the truth from that day (if you care): Red was planning a special date. She was so sick of Granny's critical stares, a cross-dressing wolf - especially male -was to Red delightful... Continue Reading →

Enligh-tainment – Coheed & Cambria

Starting another focus on the blog.  In addition to being a crazy mom, I'm also a crazy music junkie, spirit junkie, and chocolate junkie.  In these posts, I'm going to focus on music/movies/TV shows that have helped me venture further within, connect with myself/soul, and grow as a person - emotionally, intellectually, and spiritually.  My... Continue Reading →

Whore

I let you take my body for the smallest of price The illusion of love from your heart shaped device The opioid bliss of making "love", a sweaty vice I tried to convince myself it was okay A strong-minded woman knows all the games to play But that crazy thing called love gets in our... Continue Reading →

From My Mouth

...making up for missing yesterday - I fell asleep I wrote about my bad dates, right? So, I must have manifested more dumb dude crap in my life by the briefest of mentions. The boogie man/wanna-be masseuse called me last night.  I declined the call, but it got me wondering.  This happened in March? No... Continue Reading →

From My Mouth

Since I didn't post one yesterday, I'll do two today, because I'm actually attempting to exercise some semblance of consistency and discipline in my life. Today, I'd like to tell you about the worst date I've ever had.  I wrote about it in an old blog, but this always makes me laugh.  Anyhoo, this is... Continue Reading →

Happy Birthday, Einstein!

I've always kind of had a weird crush on dead scientists and philosophers.  I have said it before, and I will continue to prove myself right: I am single, because I do not get men. Not in the attract men sense, I have breasts - that part is like attracting flies to poop.  That's a... Continue Reading →

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