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You know those girls who:
Stumble through life unaware of their sexual power over men and unwavering confidence?
And then there are those girls who stumble through life unaware of the spinach in their teeth?


   I have managed to go through life as both of these girls. 


Welcome to my blog "Matches in the Breeze"! Catchy, right? Yeah...that was my attempt at showing my witty sense of humor, my ability to live in the now...get in touch with my inner chi, say what I wanna say with a passion before a gust of wind flies in and unapologetically blows that fire out. I hope you enjoy- my dear readers - the uncensored, humiliating, sexy yet pathetic, deep yet shallow stories of my life. 

Prologue- Grabbin' Life by the balls

Living in NYC is not all its cracked up to be. You arrive, your mind gets blown, and then it plows you over like a leftover sandwich on the street. Which is rather sad considering the lack of food the homeless have and the lack of respect people have for a good gourmet deli. I knew what I wanted since I was a wee little one going through life with the big eyes and false hopes. They involved these three things:

-New York
-Love
-And Music

Believe it or not two of those things have been easy for me- and I'm sure you can guess which ones they are. Which leaves me in the same place as everyone else on this earth. Scrambling with my dignity barely attached from person to person to person. Hoping that they see me, like me, accept me, respect me, sex me and then not vex me.

Now I know what you are thinking. One day, the right guy will come along. Everyone has the ying to their yang, the bird to their bee, the composition to their book.  And ohhh my dear readers I agree. But then the next thing you know you are either contemplating bisexuality or or drowning your sorrows in your 5 dollar Iced -Double -Tall (Non-Fat)- Caramel Macchiato from Starbucks.

But I digress....

This blog, or internet sucking story center is my place to share with you. To tell my stories, share my opinions, and hope they either: inspire you, make you laugh or cry, or just give you something to read before you start to online shop, look at porn, or check your Facebook for notifications that I can promise you wont be there since the last time you checked five minutes ago.

Welcome my loves to MY garden of,


Eden