I’ll admit, when I first met up with Kyle every time he ran a hand down my back, kissed my forehead, or interlaced my fingers with his it felt like a creepy uncle inappropriately touching me at a Christmas party. There was something off about him. Whether it was his quiet voice, or his fidgety… Continue reading Part 2 – The Honeymoon Before the Storm
What do you call the end of a situationship? It’s not a break-up because there was nothing to “break up” but you still feel like you lost something important. Like a stuffed animal or a milton water bottle forgotten behind the bleachers after 5th grade gym class. It was nice to be above the murky… Continue reading Part 1 – What do You Call the End of a “Situationship?”
Simply Mo 