Men
The First
I gave you the last thing that I had left to give.
The boy who took my virginity did so while I stared at the ceiling.
And when it was over—before really beginning because it was so physically painful for me—I did not look back.
I did not really experience it because I was not really there.
But it [...]
Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( None so far )It’s Nothing Personal
I Know. I Promised I Would Not Call. Promised Myself I Would Not Show That Weakness. I Told You I Needed Space. As Stubbornly As I Know You Require Your Own.
Whatever That Means.
But I Knew That If I Didn’t Say It, You Would. So Might As Well Say It First.
It’s Always Better To Be The [...]
Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( None so far )my sweetest downfall.
Why is email easier than instant messages all of a sudden? Not much is less personal than instant messages…
Maybe easier because no answer is expected with any real immediacy. of course with email you can tell when someone reads it and then it makes you neurotic when they don’t respond. even though you take weeks [...]
Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( None so far )Stunt Doubles
I’ve known for a long time that the only one I can unquestionably trust to protect myself is me—and I’ve learned that the most effective armor is indifference.
I taught myself to regard everyone indifferently, everyone important—everyone who could otherwise potentially hurt me.
But if someone has the potential to hurt me, doesn’t that indicate that I [...]
Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( None so far )When Internet Worlds Collide
Every Jewish ’single’ knows that a J-date membership is practically a cultural requirement.
I posted the below as my profile, primarily because I wanted to see how many people would actually take the time to read it vs. how many would just email me because they’re distracted by my boobs.
So Far I’ve heard from:
157: Untouchables (too [...]
Read Full Post | Make a Comment ( None so far )Bikini Wax Romance
Why is it that we always want the people we can’t have, and the people that want us are the ones we don’t want???
When I was 16, I learned to be indifferent. I could only go through so many teenage, ‘ga-ga’ crushes before I realized it would be a lot less painful to turn my [...]
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