Another Beautiful Day In Chaos

sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't…

Temptation

Starstruck

I have to admit that I’m a little speechless. My fingers are more content curling up in Mr. Right’s big, beautiful hands than firing off a few hundred words. That sorrow I was drowning in has me laughing at myself now, instead of crying. It’s easy like I’ve never known. No weird hesitation over expressing my feelings, no games and 100% honesty. I can tell him when something bothers me […]

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Stinky

It’s no secret that I’m afflicted by the fine print of this man. In trying to shake it off, I’ve gone to great lengths. I asked him what cologne he wears and bought a bottle for myself. I made the grave error of spraying it on my sheets one night and the rest is sleepless history. Being wrapped up in the scent of him without the beautiful physicality of his […]

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Clam Bait

I- I don’t like soup. I like chowder. Clam chowder, corn chowder, etc… NOT soup. J- You’re splitting hairs. If you put it in a bowl and eat it with a spoon, it’s soup. Call it what you want, but it’s still soup. I- Negative. I’ve never had clam soup. Never had corn soup. That’s chowder. Never had bean soup either… that’s chili. J- I’ve actually never made clam chowder. […]

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Food Fetish

My dad is a chef… so I can lay this fetish at the altar of Daddy issues. I’ve dated a few chefs in the past and have said since I was a child that I could never love a man who couldn’t cook my steak properly. I like mine prepared medium rare which is not difficult. I can do it with my eyes closed…. hell… I can do it in […]

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Damn, Gina….

Oh boy… I’ve really stepped in it this time. In the midst of crying my heart out for the umpteenth time over too many cocktails, I bestowed a two day hangover unto myself. I also ended up with Tinder and a hot new lineup of stunt doubles that look embarrassingly similar to the man I can’t shake. I sent the favorite to Anthony and he responded immediately. A- Oh shit. […]

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