January 2011
6 posts
Almost just sent a blatantly sexually suggestive tweet (that I think was really, really funny) but deleted it because I don’t want to be that girl who uses sexuality to get attention on the internet. It was funny and self-deprecating and smart, for a sex tweet, but I’m a prude when it comes right down to it and OH MY GOD I OVERTHINK EVERYTHING DON’T I NO WONDER I CAN’T GET...
I love @ripslich.
Just want y’all to know that. He’s a really fantastic, fascinating, fun person, and he’s smart and talented and sweet and generous and not judgey and he’s a great friend. I miss skyping with him like we used to do all the damn time in the months before I left Carolina. His posts always make me smile and I’m so proud and grateful to call him my friend.
When I miss you
I am not thinking of the way
You looked at me or
The way you held my hand
I am not remembering
Gentle kisses
Sweet words
Or me, falling into your arms,
Comforted,
Safe.
When I miss you
When I ache for you I remember
One hand tangled in my hair
The other on my throat
Our breathing rough,
Your teeth on my skin,
The smell of your sweat,
And the sound...
One year ago today, I put it all on the line.
Several hours before midnight on December 31, 2009, I sat you down and spelled it out. My New Year’s resolution was to save our marriage or save myself. So I told you everything, listed every hope, fear, and ultimatum, and begged you to try for once, for me, for us. In the back of my mind I guess I thought that one day we’d look back on this year and smile, grateful that we’d...