I Got Shot Down.

  Note:  The following is NOT a personal account.  I just had to specify this ’cause shit like this does NOT happen to me.             Whatever the female eqivalent of “blue balls” is, I had it last night. Let me give you some background: Man in question is 8 years … More I Got Shot Down.

My Cuban Lover.

Because I’m a woman who strongly believes that “word is bond” and because I feel like shit and reminiscing about him will warm my heart, among other things Ima go ahead and blog about my Cuban Vacation Lover like I promised. So four whole days went by with no sign of Raul. I laid on … More My Cuban Lover.