A quickie before bed

I should have went to bed an hour ago, maybe two.  I should have been home at least that long ago.  But I wasn't.  I was with PC.  (yes he's still going to be prince charming for the time being, Mr. Awesome may change it later.. I don't know) Today started in panic, and fear.... Continue Reading →

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Just No.

I had a friend that posted "I finally found him, the Joker to my Harley."   No.   No you did not. If you did, you need to get your shit, and run the other damn way.   Joker is NOT A GOOD GUY.   Repeat.   Joker is NOT A GOOD GUY!   He's... Continue Reading →

To smile

You make me smile.  You do.  With your cocky grin, and your hazel eyes.  When you exclaim after some new information in a game we've been playing for hours. You make me smile, when you break your stride and treat me like a little more than just a friend, or maybe just like a friend.... Continue Reading →

The One with the Vienna Sausage

My friend Carole Blair called me up the other day and was on the edge of tears.  Now readers, don't think she was sad.  She was angry, she was fighting mad.  She had done it.  Finally.  She'd told him off.  That fucker that had broken her rib, that had damn near broken her leg.  Him.... Continue Reading →

love

She can fall in love with anyone.  No matter their scars, their pain, or their heart.  Give her words and a pen, and she'll construct a symphony, a soliloquy, a novel.  This woman's heart is ready and willing to love, it's her head that is the problem. She has been hurt, abused, battered, used, and... Continue Reading →

I am you

I see you. You wear your heart on your sleeve, and your emotions are bubbling just under the surface. When it's quiet, when you are alone, you remember. The good times, the best times, those happy times where everything was perfect. The way it felt to be in the arms of your former lover. I... Continue Reading →

What are you looking for?

I'll tell ya, I'm not looking for the quick hook up.  I'm not looking for the short term mating...  I want the connection.  I don't care if I ever have sex again right now, as long as i have someone to cuddle up with and watch television with.   I want a FWB without the... Continue Reading →

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