
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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“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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March 2, 2010 | Posted in
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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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February 18, 2010 | Posted in
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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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February 3, 2010 | Posted in
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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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January 21, 2010 | Posted in
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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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January 8, 2010 | Posted in
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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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October 21, 2009 | Posted in
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