WELCOME TO THE SHIT SHOW
Hi, it’s me from your twenties. I am the ghosts of your lover’s past, your deepest longings; the hungover voice whispering in your ear to tell you that you’re not alone.
This is my story. Whether you’re single, dating, or married feel free to join me on this journey.
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FROM THE BLOG
The Coffee Shop
Nerves shot Eyes lock I sit and stop, As I make my way to the coffee shop. Listening to the people talk, connections form as liquid foams Sweet and warm on my tongue. Everyone is engaged…
Keep readingBusiness and Pleasure
You know the age old saying, “never mix business with pleasure” well as far as black out drunk me goes, that rule does not exist, nor has it ever existed in the space time continuum. The…
Keep readingIT’S NOT ME, IT’S YOU
Yes, you read that correctly. I am not the problem, you are. You. The one who takes forever to text back and only wants to talk to me at your own convenience. That’s fine we can…
Keep readingHonesty Is The Best Policy
Honest is the best policy. Or is it? At this point and time, I can’t decide if it is better to say something or say nothing at all. With the technology and power that we hold…
Keep readingWhen Does It End?
At this point it is beginning to get comical, how cyclic my dating life (or lack there of) has become. We match, we text, we meet up for drinks, maybe we fuck, and then the rest…
Keep readingIt’s Not Like The Movies
I keep thinking one day I am just going to walk into a library or a bar or a supermarket and it will happen. That will be the day. Maybe our hands will touch as we…
Keep readingIt’s All Fun and Games in Love and War
Instead of girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes, my friends and I are plastered bitches with fake eye lashes. We ride in our cars with the windows down, yelling the lyrics to our favorite…
Keep readingGET THE PIPING HOT TEA IN YOUR INBOX
Can You Keep A Secret?
I live amongst you. As you go about your daily routine I linger in the shadows, in the expensive coffee shops you frequent, in the bars you get drink at; I am the heart of the city.
Come away with me.
The Austin Dating Chronicles 
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