Wednesday, October 15, 2014

About a boy



Everything has changed in my life, as things often do when you neglect a blog for years and let it become a wasteland. My life however has been so full of love, I've made everyone around me sick. Internet, I'm sorry for all that Ebola I caused by falling in love. I have become the cliche you all want to hate, so go ahead and do it, I can take it and gladly will because I won't even notice.

All the relationships I have ever went through, girls, boys, my ex husband, the former fiance, people I longed over as the girl who got away...it was all warm up so I could appreciate this and know I had really found my person.

I spent a year falling in love, talking, laughing, smiling constantly with someone that we both just kept insisting was "a friend" and nothing more, we rarely even saw each other in person. And then we were single, and we were there, in person, and he touched my arm, my hand. That was it, nothing could be the same, he wasn't just my friend. We both knew. There was no reason to wait so we just started to date on April 20, 2014 and on May 7, 2014 we were engaged and on July 11 2014 we were married. Out of every kiss I have ever had in my life, the first one as his wife was the best one I have ever experienced and it will linger on my lips until the day I die; forever grateful to have known such bliss.

Monday, October 13, 2014

Been a long time since I've rock n rolled

It's time to get back to the place where I come from. Maybe the land of "likes" is wearing thin, or my fingers just need stretching. Stories need telling, itches need scratching and I haven't had a good rant and nonsensical ramble in I can't even remember how long but I'm positive that Google thinks I've cleaned up my act by now. I aim to prove it wrong. Let me get back baby, open your arms dear internet because this bitch is gonna do a trust fall and I've got a feeling it's going to be a long one once I start. Jessica is back baby, and she brought her whip.

Thursday, January 16, 2014

My ridiculous obsession with.....

What is happiness? Can I spray myself with it? Will it come in an extra special bottle, beveled glass, 49.99$ at the makeup counter in a glossy box and make everyone want to stand a little closer to me? When I toss my hair a certain way and it shines and smells just right, will a halo form around me and lift me to a lighted place where a warm glow will fill me with this special word, magically taking away cold and fear and misery replacing it with what everyone seems to lust for?

Or will I walk past it by mistake just trying to go forward each day and move from the situation I am in now, where that word doesn't exist, and miss it because I had my head down, step step step, getting to the next spot in my day..convinced this was the way to finding that elusive ingredient I needed to make "happy."

I am so much better with the sweary words.