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    11 hours ago

    I once had an ex that said I shouldn’t wear my hair back because I looked “all face”. I can’t necessarily say I don’t see her point, but at 34 years old, I’ve decided to be okay with my face. It’s all I really have.

    I once had an ex that said I shouldn’t wear my hair back because I looked “all face”. I can’t necessarily say I don’t see her point, but at 34 years old, I’ve decided to be okay with my face. It’s all I really have.

    late night blog narcissism

    because blog

    and love

    and bullshit

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    20 hours ago

    You guys…Frank met his twin. His name is Carlton and they’re equal parts enemies, and lovers. Wish them luck in finding a path to true love.

    You guys…Frank met his twin. His name is Carlton and they’re equal parts enemies, and lovers. Wish them luck in finding a path to true love.

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    20 hours ago

    I once had an ex that said I shouldn’t wear my hair back because I looked “all face”. I can’t necessarily say I don’t see her point, but at 34 years old, I’ve decided to be okay with my face. It’s all I really have.

    I once had an ex that said I shouldn’t wear my hair back because I looked “all face”. I can’t necessarily say I don’t see her point, but at 34 years old, I’ve decided to be okay with my face. It’s all I really have.

    late night blog narcissism

    because blog

    and love

    and bullshit

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    20 hours ago

    Insomnia while living alone: a sad love story

    This is new for me.
    Feeling equal parts in love with my tiny new home, and yet completely alone.

    Waking up still instantly not knowing where I am, and just as quickly wondering where she is.

    What is the word for knowing you shouldn’t be with someone, yet not knowing how to be without them?

    I bought a candy bar today for the first time in years.
    I took or home and stood alone in a tiny little sleep dress in my cute little 1920’s kitchen eating my candy and drinking a beer from a mason jar…one of a set of 12 that she and I bought together. It was one of those days in a grocery store with her when I was so stupid happy I could have cried.
    Now, I’m just a girl in her apartment with her 1 of 2 mason jars that I decided I deserved from a set of 12 when I moved out.

    I’ve of course met a new girl.
    She’s smart, and fucking pretty as hell, and solid, and (for once) the same age as me. She’s something unbelievably authentic…and I’m terrified in a way that is wonderfully new.

    I can’t do it all again.
    Open up just to be gutted.
    Trust just to be betrayed.
    Love just to be abandoned.

    But everysinglefuckingtime I fall in love it feels worth it, and different, and “real”. So now what? How do I keep protecting myself while still living and loving? How do I keep loving while still harboring such incomprehensible fear?

    I think I’m supposed to just let go, trust…but I don’t really have the blueprints for that anymore. So I’ll pull my guard up, and then slam it back down in the hopes that some day someone will truly be what they promise they are, and permanently give my heart a place off of my sleeve.

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    3 days ago

    Movie night under the bridge.

    Movie night under the bridge.

    wine not pictured

    Portland

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    1 week ago

    29goingonperfect asked

    Without coming off as a creep or just general weirdo, and as a happily married gay woman, I want you to know that you're a gay girl's dream. Solely judging by your posts, you're obviously witty and entertaining. You're painfully beautiful in a way that is probably just not apparent to you. Though I don't know much about your professional life, you seem to be in demand and a damn good person to work with. You're a fucking catch. And you will find someone who's worthy of configuring your modem.

    I actually DO need some help with my modem! Do you have a help line?

    And thank you…I just try to survive…that’s all.

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    1 week ago

    Nesting with assistance…and Frank biting everyone.

    the end

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    1 week ago

    oh-whaaaaat asked

    Hey, I just wanted to stop by & tell you how much I enjoy your blog & who you are as a person. You bask in life's warm moments & duck & roll when it throws stones. Your best attribute is your strength & courage to keep loving. To love yourself, others, your work & life in general. The fact that you share these endeavors, gives strength to your readers. Even though we are completely different, in almost every aspect, I look to you as an inspiration. Thank you, so much You're amazing.

    I don’t always “duck and roll”, I usually start with “sob and crumble”, but it leads somewhere a bit more stable eventually.

    Thank you, really.

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    2 weeks ago

    Facebook won’t let me say that I’m in a relationship with my new car. I find that discriminatory. Also, I named her Alice Pieszecki…because lesbians.

    Facebook won’t let me say that I’m in a relationship with my new car. I find that discriminatory. Also, I named her Alice Pieszecki…because lesbians.

    look how cute it is!

    look at it!

    look

    at

    it

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    2 weeks ago

    I spent my morning doing blind tastings of rosé with one of the renowned wine makers in Oregon.

    I can’t believe I get paid to do this.

    like a boss

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    2 weeks ago

    I thought I was about to live alone…and then Joni Mitchell keeps showing up everyday….at least she doesn’t leave dirty dishes.

    I thought I was about to live alone…and then Joni Mitchell keeps showing up everyday….at least she doesn’t leave dirty dishes.

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    2 weeks ago

    I’m in love with a bridge.  (at Cathedral Park Restaurant)

    I’m in love with a bridge. (at Cathedral Park Restaurant)

    because Portland

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    2 weeks ago

    Exhibit A as to why I’m bad at being single: I know I’m fully capable of setting this up, I’d just much rather have  some cute chick do it for me.

    Exhibit A as to why I’m bad at being single: I know I’m fully capable of setting this up, I’d just much rather have some cute chick do it for me.

    lesbian bachelor pad speed bumps

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    2 weeks ago

    I’ve been informed by my new neighbors that this is Carlton, the neighborhood cat. He likes breaking and entering by crawling through screenless windows, but dislikes having his picture taken. He also responds to “Bubba”, so there’s that.

    I’ve been informed by my new neighbors that this is Carlton, the neighborhood cat. He likes breaking and entering by crawling through screenless windows, but dislikes having his picture taken. He also responds to “Bubba”, so there’s that.

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    2 weeks ago

    This is Julie.
She survived by my side while Natalie ripped my heart out.
She didn’t judge me while I slept with 23 year old chicks, and married chicks, and made horribly selfish decisions.
She sat next to me at a bar top while I fell in love with Talia, then stood by me when Talia quit on me just like everyone else before her.
I’ve been there with Julie through divorce, and heartache, and more tears than we’d both like to recall. 
Tonight she walked the 6 blocks from her apartment to my new place and we sat on my stoop listening to records and  drinking wine.

Tonight we had no past.

Tonight we were just two girls on a stoop.

    This is Julie.
    She survived by my side while Natalie ripped my heart out.
    She didn’t judge me while I slept with 23 year old chicks, and married chicks, and made horribly selfish decisions.
    She sat next to me at a bar top while I fell in love with Talia, then stood by me when Talia quit on me just like everyone else before her.
    I’ve been there with Julie through divorce, and heartache, and more tears than we’d both like to recall.
    Tonight she walked the 6 blocks from her apartment to my new place and we sat on my stoop listening to records and drinking wine.

    Tonight we had no past.

    Tonight we were just two girls on a stoop.

    TheKelSmith not pictured

    there in spirit