Boys Don’t Cry… Pt 2

Laying in bed, trying to peel back the layers to get  through the wall that is shutting me out I, I say to him “you seem very uncomfortable talking about what is going on with you”, surprisingly he agrees. Maybe I'm surprised too. I don’t know what it is about being a woman and feeling like you can fix a man, … Continue reading Boys Don’t Cry… Pt 2

Boys Don’t Cry…

After my last post, an avid reader of my blog and friend, contacted me and asked we write a piece on this topic. I immediately agreed as it is an epidemic. Now I'm not going to lie. It's a morbid topic but it definitely needs to be addressed. I mean it has, but I feel … Continue reading Boys Don’t Cry…

Lost In Transnation

I once had a dream where I was at a party with a few friends. Everything was going routinely until I met this girl. I think one of my boys introduced us. She was so amazing to look at that I couldn’t notice anyone else. I can’t remember much about her features, but I do … Continue reading Lost In Transnation

Control

It was his smile that caught her falling. His little half dimples were like quotation marks around his ever-present grin. He was barely dressed; a bad bitch of sorts. He moved from table to table, regaling everyone with his stories and leaving a wake of joy as he did. She’d have to do something special … Continue reading Control