Angel Plummer
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I have lived a lifetime of stories in only 31 years 7 months and 1 day. I’d like to start from the beginning and work my way through the laughter, tears, breakthroughs, struggles and life in general. I invite you to experience my life.
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What A Day
This evenings shower has finally relaxed me enough to begin my first story with today’s adventures. I woke up at 4:07am to leave from my lovers home (he has to work early, it’s not a thing), we talked, had a little tequila, spent time with the family, indulged in some gorilla glue, looked in each other’s eyes and made love all night. This wonderful night happening last night was possibly the worst time that it could happen. I made arrangements with my roommate and we were to spend some time together (time I didn’t agree to), he still sleeping at 4, I decided to go wash my clothes. Watching the sun rise around 6:30 and texting my lover, I thought of all the excuses I could make for not showing up to this “bedroom appointment”. I thought of nothing. Around 7am, I received a text stating that I needed to move all of my belongings out of the room by 10pm. Never truly stressing over events like this except, I literally do not have my own place yet! In his message he informed me not to respond. I continued my day as if I never saw the message. Thinking of all the things me and this scorpion did last night, I couldn’t get him off my mind. We become more and more in sync with each other as the seconds pass. We love it so passionately that we dare not disrespect either of our beings. Clearly my focus is not on this roommate. I run a few errands today, resulting in a workout, a suitcase too big to fit as a carry on, and a lot of Mediterranean food. As the evening came, I was able to take two naps, broken down to about an hour each, still feeling groggy, I decided to indulge in another round of gorilla glue and some other strains I have no idea what their names are. I turned on my Postmates and got an immediate delivery. On the way to drop the food off, don’t look down by Ryan Harris comes on from my playlist. I begin to think of all the things that have occurred and one of my dearest friends Smiles comes to mind. Overwhelmed with concern and sadness for his number 1 love, his grandmother who passed away not too long ago. The tears started to fall as the lyrics sang “don’t you dare look down, don’t you dare look down, and if it gets hard to focus when your traveling almost at the speed of sound, feeling no where bound, remember what I told you and don’t you dare look down”.
By Angel Plummer5 years ago in Humans
