Cinderella Tears
“What are your intentions with this thing we are doing?”
I should have asked this question years ago. It took me 4 years of on and off-ness, 2 glasses of wine and a load of new found self…
“What are your intentions with this thing we are doing?”
I should have asked this question years ago. It took me 4 years of on and off-ness, 2 glasses of wine and a load of new found self…
Last week I looked in the mirror, touched my hair and was like “what.the.fuck..”
Although the platinum-half-shaved-head-Diddy Dirty Money look worked for various social events (i.e. ATL Classic…
Lately my patience for the rambling female is at an all time low. My tolerance for dumb ass questions and self proclaimed answers is at a point of me spazzing out. I can’t take it anymore. It’s not…
“Are you married? Are you in a serious relationship? Do you have any crazy stalker chicks and/or baby mommas that will do harm to my body or car?”
As a single lady out here on this “dating”…