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LXVIII.
The Guy Who Sent Me A Venmo Request
“This Is Not The Bachelor. And I Don’t Have To Kiss Your Ass For A Rose”
— Phaedra Parks
Call me old-fashioned, but I hate splitting the bill on the first date — because there is nothing less sexy than arriving home to a Venmo request.
Apr 2, 2024 Continue reading →
LXVII.
The Guy Whom I Blew In The Woods (Harley-Davidson Guy: Part I)
“It was good to put your weight on someone else, even if it was just for a short while”
— Douglas Stuart, Young Mungo
The appeal of living dangerously is the myriad possibilities of captivating stories you can retell. Fortunately for you, I love doing things for the plot.
Apr 26, 2023 Continue reading →
LXVI.
The Guy Whom I Took To The Hotel Lobby Bathroom In Singapore
“What happened to ‘Hello’, ‘How are you?’, ‘My name is’. What happened to that?”
— Shereé Whitfield
All you need is determination, creativity, and a shit ton of prayers to get your vitamin D fix while maintaining a healthy relationship with your heteronormative family.
Jul 24, 2022 Continue reading →
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