"Saying he was cryptic is an insult to the word itself, so I can't even say that."
The Mimsy Saga: Part 3
I refused to sleep with him. You might not believe me, but for several months I absolutely refused. I insisted on taking the moral high-ground and refused to cross that line. I can't do that again, I told myself. I can't be the side chick again, I reminded myself. Despite my previous transgressions, I apparently... Continue Reading →
The Adorable Savior
"After the absolute clusterfuck with Mimsy happened, I was a train wreck. Everyday was a struggle to get out of bed. I just wanted him back in my life, but knew that it probably would never happen."