tapping tonight

I’m at another random bar with another random stranger wearing your pants, no panties, and waiting to bleed. I wonder if he can smell it… Tonight’s trick is attractive. He’s tall. He has dreadlocks. He has blue eyes. He fucked his girlfriend before he came out to meet me in order to spite her. If I had FuckBook, I would see her fat face two profile pictures back. That’s not me though. He doesn’t know that your dick was in my mouth a...

play by play

Ok. Here I am. It's the new new blahg. No pressure no diamonds. I spoke with someone I love so much today. Back in Manhattan. He's the best poet I've touched. I was explaining how I hate the Internet and how social media took away the last scrants of humanity. Not that I really identify with humans. As a proud Lyrian, I don't really know WTF is going on... Anyways. He listened and loved me. Those two things are rare in my life. Everyone is so...

11 years. strong. don’t look.

Namaste blahg tribe. The 11 year anniversary of FollowMeToNYC just went by. That's 25% of my life. ... hollah at ur girl. I've feebly tried to keep this alive for a minute. I consistently say I'll come back daily, I try to act like I really care about having an inter-web present... Truth be told. I don't care. And I know it doesn't matter. I've come to correctly loathe the internet, particularly social media. I was lonely, broken and naive when...

inside independence

So here's the thing, completely having my days to mySelf with no requirement of meeting anyone else's requests or expectations is essentially the best thing to go down in the past 42 years that I've been strolling around. I spend a lot of time at the beach. I take the puppies on two massive walks every day that probably accomodate about 25% of my waking hours. As of late I'm learning and practicing art therapy. I just finished my yoga practice....

my best friend is sick

Jose is in the hospital with septic shock. David and I have been on the phone discussing a million different ways to say, "You got this..." You got this... Quite a few heads came around here yesterday to read my This is Paris review where I mentioned some traumatic shit I was hit with a few years back. Yesterday I was discussing with my psychologist certain things about me that changed after all that went down. We're all changing every day as...
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