My Boyfriends Are All Monsters

by Kimberly Lemming

but that’s where lowering your standards for a man got you. Stranded on a mountainside on some bullshit.

Something growled on the path behind the bird. “You know what? Down is good too. Good looking out, bird.” With an about-face, I rushed in the other direction. “Down is great, actually. Honestly, my first choice.”

Hahahaha same sis

That’s it; I’m swearing off men. Dating is the evil of this world, and I will find a convent to become a fucking nun.”

Either I’ve stumbled across a storybook town, or I’m about to be abducted into a cult. I’m gonna wait until I’ve tried the bakery to figure out if I care which one.

I don’t want to let you go. I want to touch you, taste and savor all that you are until my name cries from your lips like a prayer. Tell me your desires and I’ll craft a life so beautiful you’ll wake each morning with a smile on your face.”

“There’s three of you, aren’t there? Why choose?”