yep… these are hairy legs you don’t GET to touch, you dummy

12/22/2018.Reading time 22 minutes.

He was, I believe, so intimidated by this well-written rap I’d composed in less than three minutes that he couldn’t bring himself to respond. Oh well.

he’s with a pretty blonde now — cool!

12/17/2018.Reading time 11 minutes.

These boys made me feel like a ghost. Like they couldn’t, or didn’t want, to see me at all; like they’d rather hold my okay body and kiss my alright mouth with their eyes closed so they could imagine I was the girl with big boobs, the girl with the great hair and make-up, the better, beautiful girl from last summer.

bad boys, bad boys… what ya gonna do?

12/15/2018.Reading time 30 minutes.

I looked at both of the men, considering the clothes they were wearing. “Do either of you have a phone?” No. “Do you want me to call 911?” Yes.

maybe I should stay like this.

12/09/2018.Reading time 29 minutes.

He shook his head no. “The only scary thing was when my instructor asked me to intentionally spin the plane out. I had to do this because he needed to see that I’d know how to correct it.” I loved this. I will always remember this about him.

I really think…

12/02/2018.Reading time 14 minutes.

I replied that I’d be flying into Phoenix this March and then road-tripping through western CO.

“Can I meet you in Phoenix?” he asked.

it was foggy and colorful, so I cried

12/01/2018.Reading time 12 minutes.

I was coming into a foggy Birmingham now, red and green and orange and yellow, and there was this mist over everything that looked like ghosts; it overwhelmed me.

AUN AQUI

Month: December 2018