Today is little E's 7th birthday. And I have so many things I've been wanting to post about, but decided to write about the day he was born. Because that's a story of its own! My pregnancy with little E went great. Absolutely no morning sickness, none of the uncomfortable sleeping at night, just a… Continue reading Happy Birthday To You Happy Birthday Dear Little E, Happy Birthday To You.
I just wanna cry. At myself. At my continuous dumb decisions. At the world. At men. At life right now. I'm literally overwhelmed. And crying as I type, yet I can't pinpoint the exact reason why because so many fucked up things continue to occur. I thought I was done with K after that letter… Continue reading A Lady In The Street But A Freak In The Bed
Maybe my tape measure is faulty, because I can think of no other logical explanation for how every man I've recently met recently whose profile said they were 6 feet plus, turned out near my height or as was the case last night, MUCH shorter. I'm 5'9, unless, like I said, every tool I've ever… Continue reading Please Don’t Look At Me With Those Eyes Please Don’t Hint That Your Capable Of Lies I Dread The Thought Of Our Very First Kiss
Holy! Men are literally coming outta the woodwork. I took a picture at work and posted it on the gram today (because I look amazing as I discussed yesterday lol) and my phones been going non-stop. I guess I should preface this by saying selfies for me used to be VERY rare. Like my whole… Continue reading No, I Don’t Want Your Number No, I Don’t Want To Give You Mine And No, I Don’t Want To Meet You Nowhere No, I Don’t Want None Of Your Time
After W was killed, months had passed since the funeral and I had had multiple conversations with myself about "moving on". One week I particular I found my thoughts constantly dwelling on things like 'was I ready', and if I was how would I even meet someone new?!? I no longer went to the club/pub/bars,… Continue reading Love in a Thousand Different Flavours I Wish That I Could Taste Them all Tonight No, I Ain’t Got No Dinner Plans
In grade 11, my parents made the mistake of trusting me home alone for the weekend. They were taking a vacation alone (good for them) and for some reason felt I was mature enough to handle the house on my own. Oh for sure I was... I just choose not to make the best decisions… Continue reading Hands Roam, I Turned Him to Gold/Get Drunk on the Good Life/Smoke a Little Weed on the Couch
Last summer, after I bought my own house (Yeah me!), I fell back into old habits (Boo me). Like they say, old habits die hard. I hadn't slept with anyone since I had left E almost 2.5 years ago, since I had more important things to focus on. So I was just really wanting that feeling of someone else… Continue reading I Remember All the Feelings and the Day They Stopped
Ahhhh, W. Many of you have asked me about W, and what happened to such a nice guy... why I let him get away. The fact is I never let him go, he was taken from me. We met one night while I was out dancing with the girls after work. It was an impromptu… Continue reading No Matter What I Do, I’m No Good Without You