it’s not me, it’s you.

it’s not me, it’s you.

here we are, face to face, couple of silver spoons. me and coffee cup. it’s that time again. my annual break-up. as with every tenuous, co-dependent, abusive relationship, one party eventually reaches their threshold with the highs and lows, ups and downs,...
mop chop

mop chop

taming the bonsai plant that has become my head of hair. color blocking so popular this spring. thinking of translating that fun into my tresses. Similar posts:summer hours SALEearly for acting classshe's here....bonkers for...
bitch twitch

bitch twitch

so give or take two weeks ago i became the proud owner of a twitch. lower, right eyelid, 1 second intervals. 24 hours a day. i felt the moment she {again like my cat i sense my twitch is a lass} commandeered my orbital socket. a stressful telephone conversation; one...