til nano Save yourself. http://nanowrimo.org What’s the worst that could happen?
These last few days have exhausted me. No real reason other than too much to do, too little time. So I’m hunkering mentally until Sunday. Keeping my words in until then.
I will never tell her she needs to change. Or brush her hair to be pretty. Or that people won’t like her if she looks, acts or dresses a certain way. I will not do these things. And if I do, in a moment of frustration, make her feel like she should be different or …
Can a thing sleep? A house? A door? Is a closed door sleeping? I think I closed a door. I pushed and pushed and it finally slammed shut. I want to pry it open. Dig my fingers in and pull until it swings wide and let’s me through. But it’s not my house. Not my …
i spent a lot of years surrounding myself with people like me. Or who were enough like me that nothing was ever challenged. Don’t do that. It’s dumb. It makes you dumb. It makes you complacent and judgey. I picked my partner based on how different we were. Why’d I think it was okay to …
Maybe the door had always been open and he just hasn’t been paying attention. She’d offered to make breakfast, so she’d probably comeBrown earlier and gotten started and then realized they were out of something snd had gone out to get it. He shot her a text and let her know to grab orange juice …
too tired. But a comic con happened .
Do you ever have those moments in your life (of course you do, we all do, duh) when a thing that is so unexpected clicks and you know that it’s happening, but it’s happening in such a rapid way that it sort of feels like you might careen out of control straight into a wall …
“We will fuck exactly three times,” she said. “The first time, that’s for you. You’ll do what you need and take me until you’re good and done taking.” As she spoke she crossed over to where he sat, hiking her skirt up to straddle his lap. “The second time will be for me. You will …
