Trying to forget someone you loved is like trying to remember someone you never knew.
I feel like it’s time to deal with an ideology that is becoming far too prevalent – being indecisive. To me it’s like watching a squirrel cross a road; there is so much second guessing of one’s self that more times than not the squirrel ends up a flattened splatter of road kill. Continue reading
I saw. I conquered. I came.
There are times I get tired of repeating myself when it comes to the simplicity of making healthy life choices. It’s like talking to a wall. Repeatedly. Expecting it to listen. At least once. Then I came across this advertisement for the “Thug Kitchen Cookbook” and I realized that I no longer needed to waste my breath. Continue reading
Anything can be a dildo if you’re brave enough.
When one door closes, another opens. Or you can opened the closed door. That’s how doors work.