Yesterday left me pooped ( Read more... )

I'm feeling the pull. It must always be there. Do I just get distracted by all the commotion? Where would this lead me were I to follow it. Following it would be an honest attempt to experience how I truely feel, what I truely desire. Are we ready for the ride? For the past week, whenever I take a long hard look in the mirror, the words "i'm ready ( Read more... )

Last night was filled with teenage drama and emotional bruises. Drama is temporary, as are emotions. Thoughts are fleeting and I resolve to hold on to only the concrete. As time passes being a woman without a Mark gets easier. I'm still alive and I may be bitter towards the male population. Men are women with penises. Gender is fabricated. I see ( Read more... )