Saved by a drugie

I am using drugie as a term to mean somebody that uses hard narcotics but is not an addict. Is there an official term for that? Comment if there is one. High enough (on Absolut Vodka) that I am looking at my keyboard to make sure that I am typing the correct thing. I am … Continue reading Saved by a drugie

Feelings after vodka

That first sip that goes down your throat, feels a little uncomfortable and irritating. It stings but you don't care because you are waiting for the reward. That first sip hits to specifically remind you of why you should take the next sip. It's a tipsy wave that comes and goes in almost a second … Continue reading Feelings after vodka

Another weird day

The hormonal shit happening in my body is on a whole new level. I snoozed my alarm clock for a bloody three hours. Thank goodness I did not have any work backlog. I do have a presentation tomorrow. The point of waking up early was to go through my documentation. I have to make sure … Continue reading Another weird day

It’s been a while dear religion

Hey babes 😁😁 Hey hey. What's with the creepy smile? What are you doing here? Thought I got rid of you. You are persistent. You alone or did you bring along some believers to convert me? Your mama keeps sending me back to you. She seems to be unaware that you kicked me out of … Continue reading It’s been a while dear religion

Not so Sunday-like musings (again)

You touch me and goosebumps follow the path of your fingers and I hold my breath waiting. “Good morning.” your voice is low, like a roll of thunder. This turns me on like crazy. You move your hands over my shoulders, to my arms, past my waist and stop on my hip. “Are you sore?” … Continue reading Not so Sunday-like musings (again)

A rant interrupted by Vivaldi

Vivaldi’s ‘The Four Seasons’ is breathtakingly beautiful to my ears today. I just can’t stop listening to it.  I am in heaven. I am not sure which is better between this and an orgasm. It is an ear orgasm…if such a thing exists at all. This man Antonio Lucio Vivaldi is indeed a gift to … Continue reading A rant interrupted by Vivaldi

You aren’t entitled to anyone’s help

Disclaimer: I am not a religious person at all but I grew up in a religious family. There is this collection of people that possess the characteristics of poor, Christian and African. I am yet to meet a group of people more entitled than this bunch. Not all of them though, just most of them. … Continue reading You aren’t entitled to anyone’s help

Break up texts

I have been dumped twice on the text. I have never really been the one one that ended a relationship. I am too chicken to do it. The universe has always worked in my favour. Most of the time, my getting dumped has happened simultaneously with my need to end the relationship. After nursing my … Continue reading Break up texts

Lost tits

So, I wake up in my college dorm bathroom. The only light is that filtering through the filmy windows high above the showers. I am alone. I try the door, only to find myself locked in. Then I realize that it’s the first morning of Thanksgiving break, and since the dorms were cleared out and … Continue reading Lost tits

Strangers

I love strangers. Strangers are just peculiar people, very very very strange homo-sapiens. Some of them look like very aggressive and violent criminals with scars on their faces and biceps and triceps made of solid iron with bloodshot eyes in the entire universe probably because they are sick and their situation has nothing to do … Continue reading Strangers