kneel

so last night you, who know not a thing about me, not my name, my address, my favorite color, ask me to be your girlfriend. except you are so much cuter than that, in the way you say it. “are you seeing anyone else?” you randomly ask. that’s your lead-in. we’re lying, once again, on […]

the therapist, of course

It was only a matter of time before I found myself here, I suppose. Though even so, I honestly didn’t see it coming. The therapist drives a very clean, white Porsche and lives in an upscale loft downtown and has three teenage kids that he tells me are in beta-testing. And his money makes things […]