Growing up, I didn't have a sister. As previously discussed I haven't always been good at being friends with women. And maybe it's because I wasn't ready. But maybe it's also because it took time for me to meet my people. My person. My James. Is this one of those sappy reflection posts? Maybe? Is … Continue reading your post…
I was horrible at being friends with women in my youth. Horrible at it. In my youth I was one of those girls who were only friends with guys. I was one of the boys. Just one of the boys who liked to wear goth makeup and short skirts. Women were too much. Too mean, … Continue reading 43 and reflecting on not knowing what I didn’t know…
since it's been a very long weekendand since I very recently got a new computer and have just recently gotten time to play with itand since my hairdresser does a great job shaping my eyebrowsand since there has been a real shortage of CamiKaos self love around these parts latelyand since I'm tiredI present to … Continue reading a study in vanity…
This ladies and gentlemen is an award winning post... do you know how you can tell?Silly, it's right up there at the top. The title says it all...What award have I won? Oh me oh my, I meant to say what "awards" have I won?Jo has bestowed upon me this "Gratitude with Attitude" award... whatever... … Continue reading award winning post
Growing up I was never told I couldn't do something because I was a girl.There were no sex based double standards that I could detect in my home. My brother wasn't allowed to date at the age of 13 and lauded for sexual prowess and neither was I.My father worked hard to make ends meet … Continue reading the feminist mystique
I normally don't talk about "woman troubles" here.I think that was by designbut some days... some days I just have to say what I need to say.to get off my chest what is bothering mebe it real or imaginary...or maybe just intensely amplified.You know what I'm saying? Yeah... you know what I'm saying.If you don't … Continue reading tears of insanity and fish
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