Here’s a crazy internet story to scare parents… When I was 14-years-old I was just coming into my pop punk phase (pretty sure you can stop calling it a phase now, mom) and bands like Green Day and No Doubt blasted through my hormone crazed cranium. I emulated what I thought the child of Billie Joe Armstrong […]
Spring-cleaning doesn’t stop at the dustpan and mop. The New Year’s feeling of resolution and starting over with a clean slate is enhanced with sunshine and chirping birds. This mentality seems to run through to all aspects of our lives including relationships leaving some to only feel the seasonal rain and stinging bees when the […]
Almost every person I know eventually wants to get married and have kids. Little girls imagine their wedding day, name their not-yet-conceived children decades in advance, and imagine their future with golden bands and the pitter-patter of little feet. But is this what we really want – to breed and sign a doctrine indicating a […]
Lately dating has seemed like a chore. The excitement one gets prior to a date, the butterflies, the giddiness, has long been gone from my repertoire of emotions I get from the idea of a date. Maybe it’s because Hollywood, our parents, and our imaginations have played up the mating game. Maybe it’s because our […]
SLUT /SLƏT/ NOUN - A SLOVENLY OR PROMISCUOUS WOMAN I’ve been a slut for years. It came easily (pun intended) and naturally. Like a fish swimming. After all, I started masturbating at four, showed classmates my panties in kindergarten, and never thought boys had cooties. Well, at least until I moved to Los Angeles. Everyone has cooties here. […]
My blog posts I Don’t Want to Be Your Friend and I Don’t Want to Be Your Friend Either are my two most highly view posts. If you haven’t read them they are each about a girl who didn’t want to be my friend anymore. The first one tapered the relationship off slowly, and the second ended […]
Another one bites the dust. You might remember my post I Don’t Want to Be Your Friend – which was about how my closet girlfriend didn’t want to be my friend anymore. Well, history has repeated itself. Since the lost of TC I have found myself part of a cluster of girls that hangout every weekend. I once […]
After a three-day non-fight with a Gentleman Caller (GC) I realized how important it is to say, “I don’t want to be your friend.” Over the years I have lost many friends. As a child my mother moved us from town to town, changing schools every few years. In the summer I was shipped off […]
June 15, 2013
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