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Coming out.
I came out to my mother on March 15th, 2012.
She laughed and said "whats the big deal?"
I'm so blessed to have her as a mother.
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There's nothing you can do about it.
The cherry blossom petals all wilt, fall off and die, just like we do on our death beds. Some of us won't even have that death bed. Cherry blossom petals break off and when they do, some fall onto higher grounds than others. It saddens me that it was the winds doing. -
Cinnamon
Life is like a bite of cinnamon in your mouth.
It taste great, and yet it is an inquired taste.
You have to learn to like it, you see.
Once it’s liked, you’ll like the aftertaste as well.
It covers up bad breath, making you pleasant and kissable.
If you just sucked on it because of apprehension,
You wouldn’t like anything about it at all,
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Midsummer's Bread.
There's so many wonderful things I must put in for bread. Sure, you can eat it, but there's a gazillion ways to eat your bread! You can make french toast, a sandwich, a flat sandwich, dip in it soup; there's the french dip and the bread for cleansing your palate after a sip of wine. Also, bread is old. Jesus Christ ate some his last dinner. Bread ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: Taste the Rainbow
My favorite color is white, and I don't give a fuck about what y'all say about that.
It would taste like space ice cream, vanilla-flavored. Ever had the ice cream that astronauts eat in outer space? I betcha haven't. -
Writer's Block: Multiple Personalities
At work, I'm headstrong and forceful. I display a "go-go-go" attitude. I like things done quickly and efficiently as possible, with the smallest amount of mistakes. No pressure, right?
At school, I admit I have a bit of an ego.
At home, I'm laid-back and relaxed. You may see me with an apron getting ready to bake, attempting to knit, reading, ( Read more... ) -
Its the little things that count.
Ever meditated? I really enjoy that. I speak to the universe and It usually answers back. And the answers that I have been recieving recently is this, "enjoy the little things life. Remember Holden Caulfield? Be a little more like him." Amazingly, there's been coincidences falling within a series of events to make me believe this.
And, I came across ( Read more... ) -
Ambition,
I wrote this on Sept. 9th, 2011. It was shortly after I moved to Texas and when my anxiety began to disperse, or when it off-set.
My modus operandi
has surely gone awry;
with this given fissure,
no place to paint a picture.
I'm troubled in a serious mist
of average humidity, sweat, and sizzle
at day break, the awn's short one bristle.
An ambition so dear ( Read more... ) -
Writer's Block: Hey Hot Stuff!
I have magic fingers! -
Writer's Block: TMI
I've had a men and women confess the weirdest shit to me, in this actual context:
I don't know how in the world I attract crazy women. I really don't. I'm a simple skeleton. So, here are the stories, I'm not lying or bullshitting about any of them.
"I wish you were a boy..." and she licks her teeth seductively. Note that this is a crazy 15 year old ( Read more... )