Where have I been?

Hello my fellow followers who haven’t forgotten about me,

And I wouldn’t be surprised if I’ve lost a few of you. I haven’t committed myself to this site. I started this hoping I’d find a new love for blogging, but like most things, I came down from the high of it all fairly quickly.

But let me catch up with with all the goings-ons with me. I currently work a full time job and a part-time gig as well. I was working from home and began to get so lonely that I was desperate enough to get a cat. His name is Osiris. Soon after getting Osiris, I found a nice lady a few months back who is now my girlfriend. Didn’t see that one coming. But I wanted it to come all-the-while. Pleasantly surprised. She has a dog named Lucy. We are pet-parents.

Also, my birthday is coming up onSeptember 11. I will be 26 years old. Over-the-hump and hoping to get tons of birthday coupons for free food. Ha, who else looks forward to that? But, I am also going to Miami for the first time to celebrate my birthday with a fellow college buddy, whose birthday falls on September 12th. Pretty sweet. I hope all goes well. The Zika virus is at large down there, but I hope those scoundrels aren’t hungry for my blood. Keep me in your thoughts. Crazy what the world has come to

Other than that, I feel a bit of a nudge coming along for a new blog post. One that is actually themed and hopefully entertaining to read.

 

Thanks 🙂

Why Black Lesbian Queens Stay in Bad Relationships

When a black woman falls in love with another woman, especially for the first time, it can be completely magical. She makes our heart skip a beat, our palms sweaty, puts butterflies in our stomach …

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Online ElimiDating

Hey there friendly readers,

I haven’t been on here in a good while, but I’ve been reading. Recently I’ve been focusing on work and trying to reach my fitness goals.

On to the topic at hand. I’ve started efforts to date again. But it’s hard to find potential mates in my city. I don’t know why, but it is. I don’t think I’ll find her at the bar or nightclub. And I don’t think I’ll find her at my work because 1) I try not to date coworkers. It gets messy. 2) Most of the women are married or straight! So there’s no fun there.

I have resorted back to online dating. Unfortunately, I HATE online dating. Lol. I’d rather go on a blind date than see a picture of a pretty girl, try talking to her just to find out there is nothing inside of that pretty head but air and bubbles. There is so much forced small talk and reading between the lines. I am more of  a vibey person. I want to be around you and feel you energy, vibes, and aura of you. These feeling are undeniable. It’s the universes’ way of communicating between two people.

Another thing I dislike about online dating is the distance. It seems like all the decent women live in a neighboring state. I know you have to put in effort for dating. Understood, but the idea of going out of your way to possibly have a horrible first encounter makes my skin crawl. Obviously it can be completely opposite but left to each persons discretion.

So all-in-all, I don’t know why I am even utilizing online dating. It goes against almost everything I stand for. But since I’m an optimist, I keep hope close to my heart. There are literally like two prospects that keep my attention. We’ll see is 2016 will bring me love.

Thank you for reading –

• Q. Douglas; About a Gay Girl

 

I Don’t Like Straps: How I Cleared Up My Lesbian Sex Taboos

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Crush Preview

So I am connecting again with what I love ohh so much, words.
I have posted some of my older work but I am currently working on some new pieces.

I am going to do a collection of poems called Crush.

The first poem will be called…and so forth (you get the picture):

Crush

Rush

Us..

Shhh

This will be me breaking down my feelings for my crush, just as I did with the word CRUSH. 🙂 Should be posted by Monday. All four of them. Thanks for reading.

You Imagine

I want you to be all you imagine. I want my body to flow as freely as your pen dances on the paper creating works of art, works of joy…works of love. I want you to know that I feel your energy and it shines brighter than a dying star. But I want your to know that is not the right time because as the start shines, we see it’s luminosity long after it’s delivered. And you are reciveing me long after I have been lose and trying to be found…

But as you read this and the words deliver to your eyes and the brightness of the screen contrains your pupils, I still won’t be there to give you what all you really want and imagine.

11/4.2015

About a Gay Girl

2/13/15

First blog post so let me jump right into it.

This forum is about me. All about me. My time to be greedy with myself, my feelings, my thoughts, my selfishness. Guess what? I am gay. I’ve known I was gay since I was about 5 or 6 years old. Growing up my feelings for my female best friends were more than a young girl could handle. Many adults would look at this and say, “Well, that’s normal. Kids will go through their phases and they’ll be OK.” Nope, not me. I loved how I felt about other girls. I just didn’t like how society made me feel about feeling for other girls. Growing up I dated boys like picking Skittles out of a bag. It was easy. But I didn’t do it for the ease, I did it because I couldn’t date my best friends without knowing I’d be persecuted by society, family, or even the girl. So I played along and was a poster child. Playing sports, joined the school choir, joined student council, was the popular kid, also the class clown, and so forth. I made a name for myself. A name that purposefully failed to include gay.

I was happy for the most part until I went to college. By this time I had been exposed to pretty much everything. Except being open about my sexuality. I felt empowered not having people micro-judging me. So I broke up with my awesome last boyfriend and started to nervously pursue women. I felt like I had been home schooled and I was taking a giant leap for Qaniah-kind. And it was the best conscious decision I had ever made. I was free. My mental was unleashed from the cage I reluctantly put it in. I was what I believed to be finally happy. What I’ve learned is there are many aspects to being happy and coming out, for me, was just a small part of that happiness.

Thanks for reading.