This year, I have decided to make this my best year. To stop letting fear run the show and get out of my own way. This why I am so excited to attend, The Big Shift. This weekend I am kick starting myself inside and out.
You have all been hearing the buzz about Jennifer Grace, the Transformation Coach and Hay House author. This weekend at the The Center of Grace she’s gathered an amazing team of wisdom professors to present The Big Shift, a well-rounded crash course designed to take you to the next level. Continue reading →
No man will ever willing move away from Miami for any reason whatsoever unless it involves mandatory corporate relocation or family pressures
Once a man, regardless of looks or income, has sex with a girl who’s approximately 2x hotter than any girl he ever dated from his hometown in another state, will ever forget the experience and will emotionally abuse lesser-looking girls as long as he lives here Continue reading →
I walked my cheating ex-boyfriend‘s wife down the aisle and gave her away…. at least, that’s what happened in my dream.
Let me backtrack…
A few years ago, I dated a man who was essentially living a double life. I don’t know what else to call it. One where he was in a committed long-term relationship, shared a home, a life, a dog, sleepy Sundays and football with his family. The other, where he was a single philandering S.O.B. He brought women to our house when I was at work, claimed that the hair bands on the bathroom door (and any other female paraphernalia) belonged to his sister as he complained about how he is such a “nice guy” who can’t seem to find someone. He was a compulsive liar… a very convincing one at that. So much so, I’m convinced he’s a psychopath.
He was cheating on me. I wish I could tell you I didn’t know, but as women, we always know. We feel it. Guys aren’t as good at covering their tracks as they think they are. Continue reading →
I don’t need to be teased.
Giving me just enough to appease.
Just good enough was never good enough for me. Save it.
Small quantities do not satiate,
Appetizer love leaves me hungry. Wanting more…
Little scraps will not calm the beast.
I want to feast.
I want it all.
Anything else is nothing. Nothing else will do.
I received an email earlier this week from a guy asking for relationship advice. It started something like this:
My brother and I both love and are very committed to our girlfriends – but both of our girlfriends could be categorized as needy of our attention.
My brother tried to communicate his need for space to his girlfriend, not because he wants to “pursue other options” but because he’s both just getting settled into school and potentially being hired at [a new job].
Her: “Aren’t you happy?” Him: “Yes, I am.” Her: “Then why do you need space?”
Let me love you, baby.
I’m not saying it’s going to be a walk in the park.
But maybe…. *smile*
It will be,
Just that simple.
Just to walk with you…
for a little while
or a long while.
It’s not a walk down an aisle,
just a path, a journey…
Together if you so desire.
No destination in mind.
Take our time and stroll.
Find out more…
about you, about me.
Already took the first step
All you gotta do is take the next.
Will you? Let me love you.
Give me something, feasible, viable…. What is this plan of yours? Give me something tangible, something I can hold, something I can touch and touches me. Words remain for a fleeting moment and are carried away by the wind, as if the syllables had never been breathed from someone’s lips. A brief mental lapse. Give me something real so that I never have any doubt. Continue reading →
I’m sure you have a friend — awesome, successful, beautiful, got it goin’– (maybe it’s you) that is dating that guy you perceive as a loser, when clearly, she could totally do better. Maybe you’ve already told her and she KNOWS the guy is bad news… So what’s keeping her there? Good news is, she’s not entirely bat shit crazy. Here are some reasons why she hasn’t pulled the plug on Mr. Sexo-DeadBeat.
…After aggressively damaging the female population’s perception of men for the better part of five years, men start wondering why girls are so jaded towards them and, ironically, desperate to marry them. Continue reading →