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Freudian Slip
| Main blog: | Freudian Slip | | Age: | 29 | | Birthday: | March 4th 1979 | | Gender: | Female | | Lineage: | Mediterranean |
| Likes: | Almond Oil,
Falling asleep on a bed full of clothes fresh out of the dryer.
I dig Canasta.
Jeff Corwin -
My Hoodie and occasional hazlenut Lattes. |
| Astrological Sign: | Pisces ( Feb 19 - Mar 20 ) |
| Height: | 5' 11" (180 cm) | | Eyes: | Hazel Blue | | Vision: | Contact lenses | | Hair Color: | Dark Brown | | Complexion: | Olive |
Zenith
After all these years, I am still involved in the process of self-discovery.
It's better to explore life and make mistakes than to play it safe. - Sophia Loren He was laying in the bed, watching me; There was no sense in being shy. Taking off my clothes, I let them drop to the floor, revealing the satin material against my skin. Self conscious, I forcibly ignored the dread which battered the walls of my stomach, and as I laid next to him, felt his hands touch my skin, it occured to me that this was very much a mistake - Yet somehow I was consumed by a strange fascination that only...
Pass
" That'll be a dispute to the end of time, Mr. Brown: whether it's better to do the right thing for the wrong reason or the wrong thing for the right reason." - Anne Revere
They say opportunity knocks, and when it does - one should answer it... Part of me felt that way about Mr. Clean; Maybe he wasn't exactly my type, but who was I to overlook a good man? After all, how many times in life was I destined to meet a kind, independent, well-rounded single guy, who was not only interested in me, but could actually keep a job, get along with my friends, and wasn't threatened by my...
Progress
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could; Some blunders and
absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. - Ralph Waldo Emerson.
Honestly, I think I was hoping that Mr. Clean wouldn't call me to make good on my promise to hang out with him again that night; Not only was I paranoid about the woman who'd knocked at his door while I was alone in his apartment earlier that day, which had left me wondering if he had a romantic interest waiting in the wings, but I also felt terribly guilty about the fact that I hadn't spent much time with my daughter in...
Intimacy
Some seem oblivious to the fact that our briefest exchanges in social interactions
are but mere crossroads between our most intimate and personal lives...
Yes, I dont like shopping malls; Maybe it's just me, but I hate walking half a mile weaving between kiosks, while dodging the oncoming traffic of hurried consumers and their stray children, or getting my feet ran over by runaway strollers, just to make my way to the handful of stores I might be interested in browsing through. Worse yet, I absolutely loath aggressive sales reps; No, I do not want to try a free sample of your...
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