A Little Effort
I realized over this weekend that I am actively trying to live.
Thug Life
I would not call myself a thug. I am kind of soft actually. I’m not built for lots of fights or street life. I’m old and fluffy now. I’m not built for jail. Amazingly enough…
In The Kitchen
We have to do something about this short attention span of mine. It will cause me to miss out on a good thing one of these days. Last night I dreamt of thighs. Chocolate thighs. Thick…
Hail Mary
“He’s not my boyfriend.” silence “I just want to be clear that he is not my boyfriend.” waits for confirmation “Are we clear?” “I heard you.” He’s not my boyfriend.
Asshole
To Sir With ?Love