I think I always knew there was someone else. Over the years, there were always whispers, hardly ever screams, never full out roars of there being someone else. But I think I always knew. At the time, I was young and in love, misguided by the thought that if I was #1 all the extracurriculars … Continue reading Sideline Hoe
Me: I think what really defines the distinction between relationships is the thing you found in the new relationship that you didn't get in the old. Or even better, something you didn't even know you liked 'til the new guy starts doing it. And then you go, hey! This rocks! Coworker: I agree. That happened … Continue reading Good Head
My days feel thrown off. Everything is a little to the left. It's a strange feeling because I've just never felt it I don't guess. But I feel unplugged. Kinda... off. My days just don't seem to flow together right. And it's all because Psuedo is outta town. Usually when he leaves DC and travels … Continue reading The Mirror has Two Faces
*ahem* So... Psuedo sent me this in response to what I wrote down there and um... told me to post it. So... that's what I'm doing. And... well... um, I... I'm blushing far too hard to continue typing. *runs away hiding her face" From the first time I laid eyes on her I knew this … Continue reading You
"I have never met someone so dedicated to bullshit. I've never SEEN someone so committed to being unhappy." Psuedo says this to me midway through what will be the third real fight we've ever had in our otherwise happy time of knowing each other. It stops me cold. Is this how he sees me? Is … Continue reading For You
When I drive, or when he drives, he holds my pinkie finger with his while our hands rest on the gear shift. (Why we both drive with our hands there is beyond me seeing as how we both drive automatics, lol.) He says my name differently than he says everything else and he came up … Continue reading You Wanna Take This Walk with Me?
So if I jump, can I bungee or is this like a free fall kinda thing?
I think it might have been raining. Was it? I'm not sure, but I remember catching a cab to your place. (You still owe me $5 by the way, lol) I was nervous. I remember that much. So nervous I closed my hand in the cab door. Kept pulling the hair at the nape of … Continue reading July 2006
"Its like this," I say, my mouth all poised to run down some quick game I haven't used in awhile. "Oh, shut up," he says, laughing at me. "You're about to say some bullshit." I smile. And then I giggle. Before I know it I am holding the phone all out rolling laughing on the … Continue reading June 2005
"Hey, mami." "Hey." He kisses my lips. He tastes like his mint mouthwash. I think it's so cute how he "cleans himself up" before I get here. "What's wrong?" he asks me, his light brown eyes on mine. I'm trapped between him and the door. Seems proverbial. I could run. But he'd catch me. "Nothing," … Continue reading 8 Months Ago