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
It is not you. It’s me

It is not you. It’s me

Hers was a blithesomely sweet smile that formed delightful dents of delight on her cheeks when she showed it off to the world. A pair of large, lovely eyes and long hair that looked as though it had never known struggle. That hair must have had a life that closely rivals that of the prince of Saudi Arabia. Born, bred… View Post
The last kicks of a dying hen

The last kicks of a dying hen

When the rest of the women generation were busy inheriting the symmetry, looks and hourglass figure of Eve, I happened to inherit her appetite for forbidden things. So, understand me when I tell you that anything forbidden in the great Koran of diet, towards that; my African feet gravitate. Even I can never seem the brakes to my appetite for… View Post
I ruined a stranger

I ruined a stranger

My quest for a knight in a shining armor has led me to some pretty dingy paths. I have dressed as a traditional dancer, a chef, heck, I’ve even joined a girls’ rugby team to get a guy to like me. It truly is a miracle how my thin legs came out intact when the horrible experience was over. Denno was… View Post
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