I wasted some of the best years of my life trying to be hard. Seriously, the way I slept my way through high school was insane. I’d run if I even smelled a relationship, and I treated guys like dirt. Do I regret that? Yeah, I do. We’re talking buttloads. Massive heaping helpings of regret that could feed a family of eight ( Read more... )

Judging by the way my arm hurts right now? I’d say I’m pretty damn self-sufficient. Because let me tell you...broken bones feel not good ( Read more... )

When I get that question from most people, the answer’s pretty standard across the board: I do my best Big Gay Al and tell them I’m super, thanks for asking. Complete with the exaggerated lisp...you can’t forget that. And sometimes I really do mean it. I mean, I do perky 24/7, but that’s always really been for the benefit of others, not me. After ( Read more... )

INKBLOT

“It’s a butterfly...or an elemental.”

“An elemental?”Rian nodded, handing the inkblot card back to the doctor. “Mmm-hmm, yep! An air elemental, specifically. I got really good at summoning them for a while when I was still rocking the Superwicca-ness ( Read more... )

My father abandoned me when I was three...so yeah, I got daddy issues. Big ones. Epic ones. Daddy issues to last soap opera storylines for a century of bad daytime television ( Read more... )