This was first published in March, 2009.
My “sexual orientation” is a mystery to me. Possible defining qualities include that…
I don’t care if you call me ugly. Say it, I dare you. Mention the girth of my lips or the wide-set nature of my…
We just kind of stopped talking.
Nothing really happened either, there was no one event, no explosion, no clashing of egos, no sudden exhibition of energy; just a gradual hemorrhaging into nothingness.
