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When I was your age…

When I was your age…

I hate the fear, but I understand it at the same time. I understand that in your day you may have had to hide out in a dark, windowless basement to love who you loved. You couldn’t hold hands out in public because people viewed you as dirty and devilish. Share on Facebook

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Trust Women

Trust Women

“Thank god I’m a lesbian, because this blows!” I thought to myself. I was pulling into the parking lot of the straight world’s doom. I reached the steel gates and was greeted by about 5 women and a couple of dudes. One guy was holding a sign; the others were Share on Facebook

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Love’s Future

Love’s Future

As I fill my eyes with sights of happy pedestrians on our walkways, a warm sun on my face and beautiful blue skies (the pre-mature spring fever), I think of me, last year, at this time. I was in a whole different space. Content- yes, happy-sure, in a relationship-yup, knowing Share on Facebook

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She loves me, I love her not

She loves me, I love her not

I’ve taken a huge liking to Jersey Shore on MTV. It’s the kind of smutty reality TV that I love. It basically follows summertime fun on the Jersey Shore with a house full of Guidos and Guidettes. There is sex (hetero, but still its sex), dancing, and lots of drinking. Share on Facebook

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My Hands

My Hands

  Monogamy: noun. a marriage or sexual relationship with only one person at a time (According to Webster’s Dictionary). Yes, I did have to look that shit up! I’ve been contemplating this concept for a while now. Can one truly be happy or driven by just one person for the Share on Facebook

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The Pu-Pu Platter

The Pu-Pu Platter

I’ve dropped my feelings to the ground like loose change falling from my pocket. The rain came and washed away the grime that was sitting in George Washington’s facial crevasses. On a sunny day, I came back to that sidewalk; we once walked, to find those smooth, clean two thousand Share on Facebook

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I Lost My Muse

I Lost My Muse

I lost my muse.  I think I lost her somewhere between here and there.  Wherever here and there is?  I made the choice to lose her, which wasn’t extremely fair.  I needed to break away, to set her free, to live in others company.  I know she’s still out there Share on Facebook

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