Published on 2025/04/04
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Blessed be the firm and the sweet,
the ones too big, the ones petite.
The ones that sway with every stride,
and stop the world when they compete.
The ones that peek without a plan,
beneath a strap, like “here I am.”
The ones that bounce when you just land,
and steal the show like no one can.
The ones that warm, the ones that heal,
that sometimes jiggle, sometimes feel.
That pop out low-key, no big deal,
and light a fire no rain can seal.
Some whisper softly, shy and slow,
while others crash in like a show.
But even in the toughest glow,
they lift your day when you feel low.
To those that swing with zero shame,
to those that point and play the game.
To those that dance in time and tune,
and all the rest — they light the room.
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Published on 2025/04/04
THEY USED TO GUARD THE HOUSE. NOW THEY JUST WATCH IT FROM THE COUCH
There was a time when having a dog was like having a personal bodyguard. They'd warn you, protect you, and if needed, tear someone’s arm off for getting too close. They were guardians, herders, hunters. They had a purpose. They earned their food.
But now? Two guys break in through the living room, smash the glass, ransack the place… and your pair of Frenchies just sit there on the couch, watching the whole thing like it's a new Netflix series. They bark, sure. But only a little. Wouldn’t want to get anxious or anything.
And the worst part? You don’t even blame them. Deep down, you didn’t expect anything else. Because they’re not dogs anymore — they’re children. And you don’t expect your kid to bite a burglar. You just make sure they’re wearing a jacket when it’s chilly and give them some ham when they’re sad.
We’ve changed so much that even they don’t know what they’re supposed to do anymore. If someone breaks in, they hesitate: do I bark? Call the cops? Post a story?
In the end, we’re the ones doing the watching. We check the living room cam, the webcam, to see if they’ve chewed the cushion, if they’re okay, if they’re crying because we’re not home.
You don’t need them to save your life anymore (homicide rates in the West are at an all-time low). What you really need is for them to save your heart — because with every passing day, like it or not, we’re just a little more alone.
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Coffee?
Published on 2025/04/04
ENOUGH WITH THE ALLIES. THEY’RE LOOKING FOR MEN, NOT MORE GIRLFRIENDS.
You play the nice guy, the respectful one, the “I’m not like the others” type. Talking about consent, not overstepping, giving space. Great. Perfect. All very 2025.
But then the other guy shows up—the one who doesn’t ask, who moves in like a freight train and grabs her like there’s no tomorrow. And she’s loving it. Not only does she not complain—she laughs, grinds, sticks even closer.
So much talk, so much caution, so much theory… just for her to end up exactly where she wanted all along: with someone who doesn’t follow the script and reminds her what it feels like to be alive.
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