I Remember
I remember… the flutter in my stomach walking up to your door, wondering what your reaction would be to see …
I remember… the flutter in my stomach walking up to your door, wondering what your reaction would be to see …
I have met several men over the course of my time here in “The South.” There was one in particular …
Why I was drinking red wine by myself on a Friday night: It’s the freaking weekend, duh. I started a new …
I’m sitting here at 2 am with tears running down my face, and I’m not exactly sure why that is. …
The older I get, the more I realize I value quality and not quantity in my friendships. Such a cliche, …
Online dating is possibly the worst kind of torture I could put myself through right now. Family is family. Work …
Orientation is coming to a close in a few weeks, and I’ll be on my own soon. Not really on …
I don’t know who the “theys” are, but they say that when you are trying to get over someone, to …