September 27, 2013 9 Comments
August 24, 2013 44 Comments
Life is a daily surprise. Just when you think you’ve got your future planned, fate throws in a monkey wrench wrecking the synchronicity of your world order. If you thought that you’d find your true love by now, but it hasn’t happened yet, don’t fret. I can’t predict your life expectancy, but I can predict what you can expect when you are single. Read more of this post
August 18, 2013 29 Comments
In a world where words such as fairness and justice are open to interpretation I understand that such ideas can have varying meanings at varying degrees.
After all I think that earning a million dollars for merely waking up in the morning is “fair“ but it’s a pipe dream unless the value of a millions dollars downgrades to zilch.
It would be justice for anyone who has done me wrong to grow a third Read more of this post
July 23, 2013 28 Comments
Setting: Her apartment.
Time: The first date.
Him: Wow. You look great.
Her: Thanks. Give me a sec. I just need to throw out the trash then we can go.
Him: I’ll do that.
Her: Really? Are you sure?
Him: I don’t mind.
Her: How sweet.
The Relationship Phase: Read more of this post
June 24, 2013 14 Comments
The Crazy Chick Revenge
He’s hurt you. Your heart feels like hamburger meat that’s been thrown to the dogs and your self-esteem has gone on vacation on the lonely island of self-pity. We’ve all been through the hell of hurt by a bad SCHLONG. And yes, despite the benevolence of heart we try to embody, it feels damn good to ruminate on the malevolence of REVENGE.
I’ve often ruminated on the orgasmic thought of getting even. And if we didn’t have the police and if there weren’t such a thing as Karma, or a conscience—oh the things I would have liked to do to some of the SCHLONGS I’ve known.
February 18, 2013 19 Comments
Hold my hand and be my love
Together we travel toward long yearned happiness
Where days and nights filled “with us” are the only matters
Making our waiting worth the restless uncertainty
Hold my hand and let us forget past mistakes
Together we heal the wounds of our Read more of this post
February 3, 2013 26 Comments
Sometimes I think that my dreams are true.
I still believe I’ll find “the one” even though I’ve been with a bunch of “no ones.”
Sometimes I eat dessert for breakfast.
If subversive thoughts were a crime, then I’d be serving a life sentence.
I want to throw garbage at reality stars walking the red carpet. Read more of this post