Words From The Stall, Vol. 3

In the middle of hanging at the bar, watching ESPN, making fun of hipsters and stealing kisses, I was still second-guessing my reason for being there. He is looking to be all in, but what am I looking for?

And of course, a trip to the bathroom didn't help bring any clarity to the situation.



I knew there was a reason why I hated public restrooms!

*smooches...wondering when it all got so complicated*
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remember when a boy would just pull a bra strap & sorta claim you as his? le sigh

Words From The Stall, Vol. 2

You ever seen someone cracking up all by themselves in the ladies room? Kinda makes you clutch your purse and high-tail it out of there, doesn't it?

Well, at least that was the reaction from the women around me as I laughed hysterically at this find in a public restroom while traveling from Philly to Boston last month:



*smooches...still laughing*
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if it takes you a minute to get it, don't worry. I'll still love you.

Words From The Stall, Vol. 1

I actually had to stop peeing to read this over and over for a few minutes, and a few tears escaped down my cheek.




*smooches...just smooches*
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so apparently now it's not safe for me in the bathroom, either. words just won't leave me alone... *smh*