playing with thoughts, inserting your ownto and fro we swing thependulum of coherenceone foot in the land of reason, the rest of our night we dangleprecariously over the pit ofself-destruction
Material possessions are worth nothing.It is love and family that counts for everything. Before the after, I tried to have it all.Long days added up to years of lonely rambling,came to a stop when I[…]
I met him in 1988. I was fresh off the plane, fresh new meat.
We met at a party thrown by my agency.
I will never forget him. Pinched lips and all.
Notoriously gregarious, Donald was always in attendance when there was a fete where models could be counted as a dime a dozen.
I remember him cruising the crowd. Surveying the landscape. I knew from day one that he was a womanizer.
This is the story of how my life changed when I discovered that my vagina is an entity unto itself. My personal experiences have lead me to believe that it can be dangerous to be[…]