Hello Blog Friends, I send my sincere apologies for my disappearance. I celebrated too soon. After I recuperated from the accident and repossession, the car I had worked to recover was stolen and found and I had to move to … Continue reading Four, Five, Still Alive
Well it’s been a while since I last blogged. I’ve been playing catch-up for the last couple of weeks after the accident and getting my car repossessed. Despite the unfortunate circumstances I put myself in last month, I’m proud to say that I had a speedy recovery. I got my car back. And, I got the job. July was one hell of a month. I’ll tell you more about it later. For now, all I want to say is cheers. We made it to August, my friends. Here’s to surviving ll the $#!+ we do. ❤ Bunny Continue reading Cheers
Two days ago, I was in the most terrifying car accident of my life. It’s amazing that I walked away and I’ve been in deep thought since it happened. I was upset with myself. I always told myself that I … Continue reading The Lucky Unlucky: Why I Keep Going
“Are they towing your car?” My dad asked me as he peeked out the kitchen window with dishes in his hands. “Oh no.” I said as I ran outside to talk to the tow man. I had been waiting for … Continue reading Repo and Surf: What’s Your Ocean?
Sometimes, it isn’t the clients you have to worry about. Sometimes, your enemy is a wolf in a sheepskin, a pimp posing as another professional. Continue reading No Panties – A Close Call With Forced Prostitution
For now, I’m a serial dater working in the business while I’m working on my career and learning how to love. I date men and tell them to back off when they get too attached. I repeat this cycle in hopes that one day, one man will be able to break my curse. I run away from love and conduct relationships as business transactions where I continue to see the men who help me make ends meet for myself. I’ll explain that lifestyle in further detail later but for today, I leave you with a view from another side of the love story. Continue reading The Search For A Cure
It really did break my heart to know that I did nothing to hurt other people, that I was trying to keep a roof over my head, that this was the only way I knew how to come up with money without doing anything illegal, yet people didn’t care what my reasons were. The mere act of taking my clothes off for money deemed me unworthy of their presence. Continue reading Tell Me Who Your Friends Are and I Will Tell You Who You Are
Maybe I’m the girl driving next to you on the freeway, or the one working on her computer at the coffee shop. Maybe I’m running next to you at the gym. I could be anyone. I don’t run around in … Continue reading An Incognito Introduction