i love when my words are seen
When my words hit home, when the person needs them to get through the day or to sleep through the night.
our many masks
i took off the mask i wore underneath which was another and another the makeup the filters the flattering angle the careful expressions (just kidding, I’m an open book) but sometimes i do have to think about how my face looks until you finally get to me but even then i have this face, yes, …
my family (mostly) knows what’s important
Would I like to let my family know everything about me? All my dalliances, my loves, my adventures? Would I like to casually mention about the girl I met at a munch last week,
kitty, aka “the inherent contradiction”
I want to be someone you turn to whenever you want to be alone, I want to be someone that cuddles you so tight, throughout the night,
welcome to the club, curvy girl
If you’re a female presenting person who made it through the holidays without a single thought about your weight, allow me to give you a gluten free, sugar free, butter free, flavor free foodless cookie. You are, indeed, a rarity. Oh, well, at least there’s a silver lining. Sure you might have gained a few …
whatever you celebrate, happy holidays to you!
I say, “Happy Holidays.” I don’t do this to virtue signal. I don’t do it for ulterior motives, or a way to secretly destroy the Christmas spirit. I say this because I celebrate, well, the holidays. I know, there’s more than one. It’s a radical concept. It’s a lot faster to say, “Happy Holidays,” than …
cookies!!!
Ok, perhaps I’m a tad spoiled. But the “little” in me is still squeeing over immediately heading to the cookie and coffee bar, while M checks us into our hotel. By “coffee,” I mean hot chocolate, of course. Two cookies for me…and two for Him. …theoretically, Kitty thinks as she munches on cookie #3.
“jenny’s wedding” & why i am not entirely happy about the legalization of same sex marriage
“What do I want? What does everyone want? To get married.” This is Jenny’s response to her father in Jenny’s Wedding.
kitty goes out (sort of)
Master and Kitty decide to go to their local sex dungeon. Their mutual playmate is meeting a friend. Kitty puts on clothes! The following happens: Master: Huh. So Mary decided to stay home after all. Me: Oh. Master: Do you still want to go? It’s freezing out and the roads are icing. Me: Not really… …