"You don't believe in love?" she asked me. "I'm not getting into that right now. Ask me after Ramadan," I replied. We're friends, I think. We were sitting at a table surrounded by those we each consider friends. We're always friendly with each other, but I'm not sure if that rises to the level of…Read more What is Love?
Yet Another Text I Won’t Send
I’m listening to Spotify’s “Sad Hour” playlist. Some dumb sad love song I don’t know is playing. As if I’m not already all up in my head about you, the waning minutes of this night, playlist choice, and receding headache are just making it all that much more…annoying. God loves to joke with me. You…Read more Yet Another Text I Won’t Send
My Body, My Choice
The featured image is a screenshot of a Demolition Ranch (or Off The Ranch, I don't recall) YouTube Video. I do not own the image or any of what is depicted in the image.
Too Annoyed to Think of a Good Title
Voices in my head again; Beating me in a war I can't win. I can hear them now; Trapped in a game inside my own skin. And I don't know myself anymore. They're pulling me under!
C’est la Vie
Not sure what Croat AK-pattern magazines have to do with a rant on French people and women, but c'est la vie.
Ruminations of a Brown Redneck 