February 2012
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I wonder,
do men, while sitting in math class, or typing up a report, or riding a bike, or reading the newspaper, or closing their eyes to slowly drift off to sleep, all of a sudden, with no warning, taste their lovers’ vagina? And because of it, crave it, need it, desire it, yearn for it, want it, feel it, and marvel as their tongue swells and waters because the memory of its taste is so...
I feel like the biggest letdown.
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Photographs are so weird. They capture things entirely, happiness, sadness, strength, laughter, anger, love. And even when someone doesn’t feel like any of these things later, they still felt it in the photo. It doesn’t go away. It’s frozen in time. It’s there. It’s there forever.
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Today, I learned to push through to get where I want to go. I learned that tequila makes your head spin faster than rum, that it’s good to nap once a day, and that I liked myself a whole lot better last month.
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Today is Valentines Day..
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I noticed something just now. I just noticed how attracted to the love of my life I am. It’s not to her body, her look or style it’s an attraction to her soul. I feel something I haven’t ever felt as I look at her right now. She’s my other half. My love. My life, and no one will feel that way with her again because she’s not going any where. This Valentines Day couldn’t have...
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She’s out there in her jammies, on the couch under our favorite blanket watching the super bowl. All I want to do, is be out there cuddled up with her. But instead, she pushed me off the couch and said, “Finish your homework.”
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Today, I received two small bowls for a belated Christmas present. When I got home, I showed them to you and I put them in our “stuff box” in the corner. They are the perfect size to eat my favorite guacamole dip that you make when I ask. They’ll look nicely on our coffee table next to our sofa, or inside the cabinet by the sink, the one with little, round doorknobs. It’s...
