White elephant

From my point of view 

He is like 

A beautifully wrapped present 

Brightly colored and fun looking 

With a giant, tightly-knotted bow on top

Making it hard to open 

It is making the rounds 

And I want it

It is in the possession of someone else 

And it’s making me a little jealous 

I am curious what is inside 

And I assume it’s something wonderful 

But unfortunately I cannot have it

I have to find a way to make it mine 

With a little luck and finesse 

I could take possession of it

Or while no one is looking 

I could snatch it and open it myself 

Pirate the loot inside 

And leave only the mess behind 

Why does my dream man seem so much 

Like a game of white elephant 

If only these prayers worked!

 

 

Don’t read my blog you don’t have love for big beautiful women!!

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Today I came across a thread discussing the not-so-wonderful time of the 1980’s where women were routinely fat-shamed, especially in the surf/beach culture. Fuck surfers anyway, because they don’t own the beach. Us fat folks will go anywhere we please. I am so out of it but I was unaware that there was a popular bumper sticker in San Diego beach communities that read “No Fat Chicks.” Again, fuck you for that. This is the very reason I hated San Diego , when I first moved here and it’s mad-dogging, territorial surfers. I pray that you have and will continue to evolve. I take a powerful antipsychotic for my SZA, that works against me ever being super skinny, according to San Diego beach culture standards. Deal with it! I am sick of hiding from stuck up surfers and sick of the pretense! I want to go to the beach!!

Matteo: That is true! You are fat! Be forewarned!

 

 

Sigh!

I dreamt that 

It was all a façade

Forever rocking your pictures 

On Facebook 

In an expensive suit

Looking every bit of gorgeous 

With your decked out wife

And your wedding ring

Who would have known 

That a spontaneous kiss

Could be so phony and staged?

No offense

But haven’t we been soulmates

In love with each other since day 1?

What a relief to know that

You couldn’t keep away from me

As I couldn’t either 

Bravely traveling down to my neck of the woods 

To catch a glimpse of me 

Sigh, how romantic!

Maeve: He meant it, at the time, bitch! We were madly in love with each other! This is all a huge disaster, thanks to your snooping around our Facebook pages and for contacting my husband! Private message him and tell him that you are still in love with him, why don’t you? Stupid bitch! We are not done hexing you yet, so be forewarned!