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How to Pick Up the Pieces of Your Broken Heart

April 25, 2013

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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 […]

Cock Roulette (Part Three)

March 6, 2013

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Click here for part one or here for part two. The Lead Singer lives just off the strip in a one-bedroom apartment that overlooks the glowing lights of the city. You couldn’t ask for a more perfect bachelor pad. Girls could leave their cars parked at the bar, get fucked, and be back before the parking attendant […]

My Collection: Cock Roulette (Part Two)

February 20, 2013

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Click here for part one. This is a serious choice I have to make. On one hand I have the Musician; sexy, familiar, and knew how to please me. On the other is the Bassist of the band who is drop dead gorgeous, intriguing, and probably wants to make me cum more than the boys. Dick verses […]

My Collection: Cock Roulette (Part One)

January 17, 2013

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“Oh, it’s a ruthless night I see,” the doorman chuckles as I approach. There is always pleasure in being recognized before walking into one of my favorite Los Angeles bars. Any one could be famous, at least infamous, in this small city. The bar is practically empty. Not surprising considering the earliness of the evening. […]

I Don’t Want to Be Your Friend Either

November 17, 2012

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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 […]

My Collection: The Teenager

August 23, 2012

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They walked in and I knew someone was underage. The two of them looked equally as young but in Los Angeles age was a factor that had become harder to determine, but I knew. I felt like I could smell it. The party was just starting but my pint of Jack was close to gone. […]

My Collection: The Prince & The Pornstar

July 6, 2012

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It had been awhile since I had met up with the Dealer. He gave me a Percocet and a glass of water. The second one I would enjoy was crushed in a line on the hand mirror next to a blueish-purple powdered line. I knelt next to the small table and covered one nostril with my […]

My Collection: You See El Aye

June 29, 2012

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We had been carrying on like this for over a month. The only reason I knew that it was over a month was because he very eagerly reminded me a few weeks back. Since then we were performing in a play that could only be described as a tragedy. I could feel how much he wanted me […]

My Collection: Je Ne Sais Quoi

June 22, 2012

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The morning light broke through the windows cutting my eyes open. If it wasn’t such a horrendous way to wake up it would be quite beautiful. Allowing my vision to adjust, I watch the light creep down the far wall. Illuminating the worn wallpaper, it moves slowly over the painted gold frames encasing Julio’s art. […]

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