June 29, 2018

It’s said that time heals all wounds but I’m convinced that you never fully heal; you just get better. Nonetheless, I’ve been healing myself from these wounds and I’ve learned a thing or two…

1. Love on Yourself

Love consumed me to the point where I lost who I was for th...

June 26, 2018

This blog contains explicit content. In other words, "It gets sticky, honey."

Never in a lifetime would I have thought about fucking the guys that are in my DMs nowadays. It’s funny how you go to school with people, grow with them but never connect until years later aft...

June 24, 2018

He was supposed to remain my fuck buddy. Nothing more. Nothing less. Just a fuck buddy. If only life were that simple; if only he didn’t have the type of love I had been searching for my whole life.

It all started on a summer day. Birds were chirping and tequila bottles...

June 22, 2018

This blog contains explicit content. In other words, "It gets sticky, honey."

It all started out as fun and games. I was dancing and laughing, enjoying myself with my girls when suddenly everything in the room seemed to go in slow motion and fade. I knew I was high but...

June 19, 2018

To be loved feels like freedom, I guess. I’ve never experienced it. Well, I’ve never experienced being loved and freedom at the same time.

To share one breath between two lovers is like inhaling life over and over again. What one breathes out, the other breathes in, eac...

June 17, 2018

I have had sex

But I don't know

What making love

Feels like

I do not wish for either.


I crave a love

So deep it touches

My soul

That God given


I crave your touch

Not on my body

But in The Dark Places

the locked doors

you have the keys

Lover i,

i want you to know me

So open...

June 15, 2018

What is the independent woman supposed to do when the right love has knocked on her door? How is she supposed to respond to being spoiled? Is there a rule-book or guide to teach her how to be interdependent? I didn’t think so.

My whole life, I’ve been independent. Mama...

June 12, 2018

“This can’t happen again,” he says as he plays with my curly mess of bed-head. “Okay.” I sigh as I turn toward him wrapping my leg around his naked body. “I mean it this time. We shouldn’t have started in the first place.” His fingers trace the curves of my body, as I...

June 10, 2018

This blog contains explicit content. In other words, "It gets sticky, honey."

He told me to come over after work followed by “I can’t wait to see you”. I watched the clock like a hawk, waiting for 2 o’clock to arrive. As soon as the minute hand struck twelve, I rushed o...

June 8, 2018

Ever heard of the saying, “Your father is your first love?” Well...

First you broke my heart

It was you who hurt me most

But wanted to love me

You broke me into streams of emotions

I lied

I cried

Therefore, punished for being happy

For being myself

For finding love

Used to get a...

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