Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sex. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

UFO'S & GATORADE

SOUTHERN COLORADO IS WEIRD & FULL OF GRAM CRACKERS.
Gram Crackers [N.]- meaning: Grandmas on Crack
It wouldn't make sense if we ignored the "UFO GAZING" signs.
So we kicked up our feet in old worn hospital chairs, 
and waited for a scene from "Independence day" to unfold before our eyes.
 Needless to say, nada happened. 
so we migrated past the 20 year old german shepherd guarding the entrance, and made our way to the vortex. 

"The Alien Vortex" a place where your I-Phone compass spins like tea cups at disney, and you meditate on an unknown energy. 

--and not to bash gram cracker, but I'm pretty sure she's the only one that has ever "known" the energy.--

We were told to leave something in the Vortex, so of course Tessa and I pissed in a bottle and placed in on the feminist quarter of the vortex; because everyone knows nothing tops DNA.
 hands covered in pee and minds covered in disbelief, 
a few more dirt roads, and a couple hundred gators later we were in search of the "land of enchantment"
 We left the state of Colorado Making sure to sign it's guest book as Thelma & Louise, because words of Thelma "I don't ever remember feeling this awake"

Colorado, USA

Saturday, January 10, 2015

SINGLE LIFE.


1sin·gle adjective \ˈsiŋ-gəl\
: not having or including another : only one

Not even Merriam Webster has sympathy on us. Or should I be thanking her for being brutally honest.  Blunt is something very few people are anymore, disappearing like chivalry in the woodwork.
  
Single Life: One of two things

1.   Completely fucking miserable
-OR-
2.   A huge fucking relief.

Excuse my French but I believe we all have come from a relationshit that has shaped us into becoming the person we are today. In the winter season, one seems to forget the beauty of being alone because not only does the sun decide to ditch us, the coldfront tends to annoy us with its obnoxious presence. I’m just here to remind you that it is okay to slip into seasonal depression but remind you to salt your streets, because this is the GOOD LIFE.
“Companionship” is a lucky thing when found in compatibility, however when found in comfort can often lead us to “abandonship”

All we ever talk about is this girl or this guy until one of us changes the subject, due to self realization that there is more to life & maybe we are starting to sound a "little" obsessed.

"I would be lying if I said it is not nice to have the excitement of a P.I.C but I would also be lying if I said it wasn’t nice to wake up in the morning and take a  shit, without wondering if the person in the next room can hear me or not."
---
Self-discovery, you should try it sometime. Being forced to be alone is like being forced to maybe realize things you don't like 
about yourself,rather than having to listen to another person expresss their constant dissatisfaction. It’s finally your turn to discover the traits YOU love about yourself and the ones that could use some serious improvement.
However the best part about being single, is opening your mind to each person you meet. Falling in love not once but multiple times a week, getting butterflies, different species, from different breeds. Whether through conversation or compilations of intimate moments, in all reality, you are not alone you are with the ones you choose to be.
My point is to NEVER settle, but indulge in independence. Share who you are with only the ones who “absolutely” deserves it and if they don’t, kick em’ to the curb or even better...never let them get there. There is no room on single streets for spiritless, boring people. We have all wasted our precious time, and now that the clock is in your hand only share your time with the exciting ones that accentuate the “best” you.

-BESIDES, FREE DINNER NEVER HURT ANYONE-
Xoxo
Gossip girl...
NOT.


Friday, January 3, 2014

IN THIS APARTMENT



In this apartment,
 we share our lives.
 It is not mine.
 It is not yours.
 It is not ours.
 It is a file in some rich man's cabinet down by the bay;
 but for now, it holds us. 
 Its walls have yet to trap me.
With you here..
 i feel free in this one bedroom
 as if i have rooms upon rooms to discover.
 You are all the rooms,
i've never had.