Monthly Archives: April 2017

You told me that claims of shyness are just a scam that anyone who states as such would likely be lying that it’s just the sort of thing boys say to get over. I’d never dream of seeming a cliche … Continue reading →

I’m afraid when next we speak you’ll no longer remember me. If enough time passes between alcohol-fueled adventures you might not recognize your little Sweet Pea. That’s me. I’m your little Sweet Pea. Look… We were getting along so very … Continue reading →

No, I’m not telling it right. I’s like… It’s like this: You know how love and hate are really close? Kissing cousin close? Coin flippingly close? It’s like all of the rage, emotion and passion can’t easily be defined by … Continue reading →

Today could be the start of something special. Today is a time for spring cleaning for rearranging furniture for changing color schemes. Old carpets? Dye ’em! Today is when you wipe all else away. Today, all rules could be broken. … Continue reading →

I thought you’d be a wine girl. I thought you’d have multiple Chucks in different colors and designs. I thought for sure you’d have a foreign lover or three who didn’t appreciate you, or realize just how out of your … Continue reading →