Gillian Colbert's Blog, page 16

The Unintentional Mind-Fuck

I've said before that I am a lover of all things linguistic. I love words, their shape, their sound. How they feel in my mouth. I love to spin them, dissect and put them back together again. Excuse me, I'm getting carried away … let pull myself back together.

Part of my love of language means that I also pay significant attention to how other people use their words. I'm a Sherlock of Speech … so to speak. The way a person speaks is a virtual road map of their psyche. The words they choose...

An Open Letter to My High School English Teacher

Dear Mr. Brodsky,

You may not remember me, but I'll never forget you. I sat through two years of high school English class with you at Roosevelt. First, as a sophomore and then as a senior. I've searched for you to deliver this letter privately, but am unable to find you, so instead I publish it here. Maybe it will reach you, maybe not, but the universe has a strange way of making things happen.

Which brings me to my point for writing this letter at all. You see, you single-handedly changed my ...

101 Kinky Things

I'm once again picking Ms. LSAM's pocket (Nice ass, by the way, my dear. Those squats are paying off )

101 Kinky Questions

1. Have you ever slept naked?

No, it's on the list though.

2. Have you ever masturbated?

Yes, every night in the shower and most nights in bed if I can stay awake long enough to get to the payoff.

3. What's your bra size, or dick length?

34A

4. Where was your first time?

My boyfriends house.

5. Have you ever gotten sexual with anything that wasn't a person?

Yes, I've begun to ...

On Selling My Soul to Be Accepted

It's a Crying Shame by Annarigby on Deviant Art

There is more than one way to whore yourself. You can certainly trade your body whether it be for money or other intangible compensation or you can whore out your psyche. I've done both.

I traded my body for empty orgasms simply to get the endorphic high that went with it and demanded certain concessions for access to my cunt to convince myself that I wasn't the whore that I was becoming. But this particular post isn't about my sexual...

Pain

Water flows down like rain

Waiting for that pleasured pain

that makes me come again and again

But, then …

My tears flow

A new pain grows

rushing through me

as the water flows

over my skin

I lock it away, close it in

Affix that smile, I've yet a while

before I can leave this bed

I lay in.

Sunday Stealing … Just Because

Sunday Stealing: The April No Fools' Meme

1. What was the last clothing item that you bought?

Jeans and as usual they are 3″ too long and I have yet to get them altered so now the hems are fraying and it sucks to be 5'2″ when it's time to shop. Especially because I've got a huge ass and the waist is always too big if they fit over my posterior and can you tell I have angst about jean shopping??

2. If you could stay one age forever, what age would you choose?

I like 38. It's been an eye opening...

TMI Blog Award: Redux

The lovely and lyrical blogger that is Bimodal Tendencies has honored me with the TMI Blog award. This is my second go round on this particular podium and I'm quite flattered. Thank you, sir, I'm much obliged. The rules for this one are thank the bestower, share an awkward or intimate moment, add the image and pass it on to at least five other bloggers. Okay, so here goes:

The single most awkward moment I can think of is the afternoon I lost my virginity. About a week before that I'd been...

My One Hit Wonder Playlist

Bill McMorrow posted this weekend on one-hit-wonders which got me thinking about my own particular favorites. I, personally, have never been one to down one-hit-wonders. I love the music in general. Anyway, I thought I'd share out some of my favorites (Nick, think you can help a sister out with some foreign links?).

Don't Disturb this Groove by the System (My all time favorite song period for any reason. I couldn't have told you why before this moment, but I'm listening to it as I post this...

If Gillian Were Ice Cream

Huff over at A Smile Like the Sun posed the question of what kind of ice cream would you be and I answered: "I think I'd be coconut flavored like a pina-colada with bits of marschino cherries that have been soaked in rum throughout. That way you'd have exotic, sweet, spicy and intoxicating all in one."

It got me wondering, what flavor would you guys be?

Sailing

My skin burns

the heat rages unabated

this unending lust remains unsated

My eyes water

the pain is unrelenting

no matter how many words I use for venting

My hands shake

fear and doubt cloud my path

compounded by years old wrath

My knees tremble

pained hope pricks tender heart

I'm doing best to learn this new part

My mind reels

As new paths are forged

On unexpected love I'm feeling gorged

Pandora's box remains unclosed
As I tread this new path I've chose
Heaven help me if this fails
I'm fresh out of n...