Letter to my younger sister

Letter to my younger sister

Dear Susanna, Do you know that I cried for a whole week the first time you went to boarding school? The ugly kind of crying that Jesus loves, the one where your nose runs with longer streaks than those of your tears and there is no shame felt whatsoever? Why? Because I needed God to watch over you for me.… View Post
20’s: Toughest decade of my life?

20’s: Toughest decade of my life?

The 20’s can be a confusing and very difficult time for anyone. You have the energy and urge to cruise round the world but not enough money. Trying to be the best version of yourself but for some unknown reason, the men nature sends your way at that time act like they are making a Walmart run and you, well,… View Post
A little love and some letting go

A little love and some letting go

It is nice to stir things a little from time to time, isn’t it? That is why today’s blog post is absolutely different from any I’ve done before. It is all pictures and a few captions. Pictures with statues of men. Handsome, muscular men I happen to be in love with. In fact, I sat on the lap of one of… View Post
This thing between he and I.

This thing between he and I.

You know, I hoped it’d go away. This thing between he and I. That time will tear at the seams of it till nothing was left of it. Isn’t that what anyone with a crush hopes for? That it will just go away? But we forget that assumption is only a foolish man’s errand and much as I do not… View Post
Bad men, Good men.

Bad men, Good men.

I’ve dated a few men in this life. Some, good and some, bad. But Beto was one of the good ones. A man well-furbished on the interior as well as the exterior. A man so tall he could see as far as tomorrow when standing on his tippy toes. Now, I do not remember how we met or even the… View Post
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