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This blog is dedicated to all of the girls that are only “gay for you.”  I have been out for almost 13 years now and yet I’ve never slept with a total “Lesbian”.  My  friends all joke that my gaydar is broken and instead I am plagued with the all mighty Please be gaydar.  You’ll be reading stories of the girls I’ve been with and each experience and lesson they have taught me and given to my life.  Mixed in with random posts of thoughts and things that pop in my head.

*I don’t own all of the pics* All names and some places have been changed to protect anyone’s identity* (By clicking any links – there is a potential commission I will make.)

“People are too complicated to have simple labels.”  – Philip Pullman

 

**UPDATE: 1/22/2019**  I’ve been writing this blog since June 2018 – it hasn’t been long but it’s taken off well past my expectations.  It’s been viewed in just over 100 countries, I’ve sold a custom made shirt and custom made pair of socks through it.  I am beyond excited to see it grow even more and what else I can do through it’s platform; so keep your eyes pealed for more posts, more products and more stories!

Ava

Ava is an inspiring woman. She is drop dead gorgeous without even trying but when you get to know her on a more personal level she is also funny and goofy and it makes her ten times more beautiful inside and out. To try and put into perspective the unwavering attraction I had towards Ava, well let’s just say, if beauty were power and a smile was it’s sword, this woman would rule the entire world.

 

I had been crushing on her for a while and I knew she wasn’t gay but let’s be honest, that’s never stopped me before. We both work our asses off and had been hanging out frequently in our free time. We decided to take a girls trip and just have a stress free weekend away with drinks, laughs and just simply relax. In conversation I’d drop little hints to see if there was a chance of anything happening between us. She entertained the conversations a bit, but ultimately it’d end with me still unclear on if any thought like that was crossing or had already crossed her mind.

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We spent the next two weeks counting down and trying to plan everything we were going to do. The day finally came and we had a mimosa at breakfast and hit the road. Our conversations were flowing, we had laughs and even serious heart to hearts about our personal lives – it was a genuine bonding time on the way to our weekend getaway. Once we got there, the hesitation was almost non-existent. Drinks were poured and the night was beginning. Drink after drink I was getting more and more comfortable and we were getting more and more intoxicated. That first night we had dinner and drinks on the water, went to a local hole in the wall bar and laughed at the drunk people (not even considering the fact that we were the drunk people too). On the way home Ava was singing along to every song that came on, her eyes and smile lit up the darkness that filled the car.  Every street light we passed I watched the light cross her face and I couldn’t help but imagine what it would be like to kiss her.

 

The night winded down and we headed to bed in the early hours of the morning. Laying next to her I could feel her leg brush mine, her body was so close that her hair was tickling my shoulder but I was too nervous to try anything. That fear of rejection is crippling and there was so much more than my pride on the table, and the possibility of multiple friendships being affected.  I just rolled over and the next thing I knew it was 8:30 am; I was awake and we were still drunk! Personally I feel waking up drunk is a feeling everyone should experience once in their life!

We ate breakfast and sobered up just long enough to make it out to the lake and have a drink by 11:30 am. We spent our day out in the sun relaxing with drinks in our hands for most of the day, until we came back to shower and get ready for the night ahead. The nights plan was dinner and the local bar to enjoy the last night of our getaway. We drank even more, played darts and while we were sitting in the bar she touched my leg in a way she hadn’t before. There was this closeness I felt with her, more than before. We decided to turn in earlier that night. We got back and laid in bed watching TV. This night, something was different; there was this sensualness to it. We were laying closer, her leg laid over mine and my hand was rested on her thigh. I felt this need to be close to her, almost like it was magnetic. Everything in me kept pulling me towards her, and I started running my fingers in place on her thigh. Ava moved her leg close to me and I could feel her pushing her hips towards my hand. I kept running my fingers up and down her inner thigh until she reached down and moved my hand into her shorts. I pushed myself up onto my other elbow and leaned in to kiss her. When our lips touched it was like this explosion in me that had been waiting to erupt. I kissed her over and over, and that built up a want of her which almost instantly turned into a need and I needed to keep touching her. I pushed her shirt up with my free hand and kissed my way down her chest, to her hips and when I got to her inner thigh I gently bit my way towards her pussy. Her moans were getting louder and as I pressed my tongue to her clit, she reached down and pushed my face into her more. I never wanted to come up, she was getting louder so I reached up to cover her mouth. She pulled me up to her and kissed me, then tried to reach down my shorts and I pinned her hand above her head and went back to kissing her. This went on two more times until she pulled away from my kiss and said “Give me that pussy.” I had never had someone demand from me like that, I don’t know what came over me but I let her touch me and for someone who had never been with another girl, she knew just what to do.

We spent the night together and promised to keep it between us. Clearly no one is going to know her real name or real details. (She also gave me permission to post this) That weekend was a weekend of fun and memories that were a once in a lifetime thing (most literally). Our friendship is back to normal and all is well in the world!

 

Disney and the LGBT community

Y’all for decades, Disney has supported the LGBT community.  

  • They had their first “Gay Day’s” in 1991 – a week full of celebrating the LGBT community IN THE PARKS and making certain that Disney is a “safe place” for us.
  • They provide health benefits to employees and their “Partners” since 1995.
  • 2007 was the first “fairy tale wedding” that involved a same-sex couple.
  • George Kaolgridis is the damn President of Disney and he is OPENLY GAY y’all.

So to all of you on Facebook throwing a fit over this photo that the Fairy tale wedding Facebook page posted…..

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Ya’ll are showing so much hate from this photo of TWO PEOPLE, TWO HUMANS in love….. Just a reminder for you of other things also called an “abomination” in the Bible:

Egyptians eating with Hebrews;

having an image of another god in your house;

sacrificing your child;

hating thy neighbor;

having sex with your wife when she is menstruating;

taking your wife’s sister as a second wife;

and eating pork.

Banned likewise is wearing mixed-fabric clothing, interbreeding animals of different species, tattoos, mocking the blind by putting obstacles in their way, and trimming your beard.

As you can see, there is quite an assortment of ancient laws, some of which seem to make good sense and others of which the majority of Christians no longer keep.  To claim one set as timeless truths while ignoring the others is hypocritical and goes against the grain of the text itself!

My final remarks…. y’all probably masturbate to Lesbian porn BUT that’s your sin to handle. 

 

#FriendFriday

I have been searching for a new idea for a blog post – something that would be beneficial to others as well.  So after thinking for a few days I noticed on Facebook, I have so many friend’s with their own business’ and venture’s from custom designed products, clothes, custom made clothes, candles and scent wax warmers, to weight loss and nutritional products.  Some friends are involved with skin care, romance parties, jewelry and I am even part of an amazing company called Only Human.  I decided that this would be a great way to get their names, companies and products out there!

Below I will be posting a few friends of mine and the link to their business/products.

Continue reading “#FriendFriday”

Just a day in the life.

Coworker: *sneezes*

Me: “bless you.”

Coworker: *sneezes*

Me: “bless you for the day.”

……About 30 minutes later

Coworker: *sneezes*

Me: “bless you.”

Coworker: *sneezes*

Me: “bless you for the day.”

Coworker: “you can’t bless me for the day, you already did.”

Me: “I am Lord of the Lesbians, I will bless whoever and however many times I want.”

Coworker: “you should make that your new blog.”

LMAO 🤦🏻‍♀️😂 well here we are.

Don’t mind me while I sob during Savasana

 

18198541_1686181698351693_3657995410615878637_n     The practice of yoga is one I am most unquestionably a beginner at and I am proud of being a beginner, I have amazing instructors and friends at the studio I go to.  During the course of a class there is a sequencing of Asanas, there’s holding of poses.. scattered with slight reflections along with the careful placement of restorative moments and then there’s the instructor who just seems to be speaking right to me; it’s like a horoscope…how do THEY KNOW what I AM going through?! It all leaves my heart gaping wide open and pulsating with emotions. “Inhale, and exhale. On the exhale, sigh ‘let…gooo…”

That phrase “let go” is purely simple but declares passionately to everyone in their own way. Whether you are genuinely happy, whether you are still in love with someone, or you’re in a job that is leading you astray, or you’re holding onto a belief, grudge or regret that is no longer serving you or if it’s all of the above…”let go,” will typically cover it for everybody.

Here in this room we have our instructor who is the guide but we do the inner work that leads to a feeling of overwhelming emotional connection with our souls. We step out of the world’s havoc and chaos, into a hot and low lit studio after a long day of being who the world expects us to be. We get to let all of the stress and anxiety go, even if it’s just for an hour.

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Last night was my first night back to Casa D Hot Yoga in almost 6 months. To my surprise I went through the entire Vinyasa class feeling stronger in my flow of poses than I had in a very long while.

Yet that moment when I stopped moving, the urge to cry overcame me like waves in the ocean and my tears started their own strong flow. I am not one who cries very easily, and most definitely not anywhere in public. I might let a tear or two out, but unless I am alone, I tend to suck it up and move on but in the silence of that room, the stillness of my body and the calmness of my mind, everything I had been bottling up and all of the tension I had left unresolved. It all over flowed and came bubbling to the surface. It felt as if I was carrying around baggage I thought I had unpacked, instead it was collecting dust and adding weight to itself that I was unaware of. That Savasana Sob was a release of anger, hurt, frustration and sadness I had been allowing to weigh myself down for months.

So if you catch yourself sobbing during your Savasana, let it happen. It’s a part of healing, it’s a part of moving on and it’s what your mind, body and soul need in that moment; let the tears flow.

 

 

It’s time

I think it’s time I let you go. It feels impossible to do because some part of me will be in love with you for the rest of my life. But the day dreaming, the running in place, replaying my memories… it’s not healthy. I’ve been holding on to the tiniest bit of hope that you’d come around but you haven’t and you aren’t going to. I had hopes and dreams of us lasting a lifetime and instead we lasted a season.

I’ve deleted you and your family from all social media, it only took me a year but it’s a step in the right direction. I’d delete your number but It’d be pointless since I know it by heart. I hate the way this feels, the “letting go” part but I hate the way I feel inside more. I can’t drive to the airport without remembering what it felt like to drive there hand in hand with you, to hug you goodbye and failing at doing my best not to cry. I remember what it felt like to have our time together and how genuinely happy you used to make me. Now I get angry, I should be able to make myself that happy, I should be enough for myself and yet here I am constantly angry, constantly upset and more often than not crying as I lay in bed trying to sleep.

Too many little things remind me of you, so I am left with no choice but to move on. I have to embrace the pain of letting you go, even when it makes me angry. I have to be stronger than the pain in order to survive and thrive again. It’s time that I do what I need to, to find my happiness again. They say happiness is an inside job, so bring on the soul searching.