Sunday, August 21, 2011

As I delve into a world of anonymity

You may be reading this and wondering what in the world "sps" means.

Let me start from the beginning.

I had a recent nasty break up in which I was trying to nicely end it with a very nice boy, but who was a boy that just wasn't for me. He didn't get it, and then psychotically tried to get me to stay.

After the immature text conversation wrapped up, I realized that he was one of many psychotic boys that have popped in and out of my life. I have read many real-life blogs about the crazy stories of anonymous people's dating and sex lives, and decided I might want to write a book. While writing a book is good in theory, there is no way to guarantee that it will ever see print or become mainstream. So what did I decide to do? I decided to create a blog.

For the sanity of me, my family, my friends, and the unlucky guys to be featured here, all the names you read about have been changed. First off, I don't like admitting that this many guys have been a part of my life. Second, I wouldn't want to talk about this in church so I sure as hell don't want my family to read it and know it's me. And third, I know there are more than a couple guys I will be writing about would have a bitch fit over me using their real names. I will give you as much of the story as I can without giving so many details as to who these people are, where I write from, or how you can locate them (I'm sure there are some tech people out there who can figure this all out.)
So I'm basically giving you the full story with the acute details fudged a little bit.

I must warn you, what I write will be real. What I write is a part of my past. It may shock you how a girl can be this bad. Feel free to read and comment, but just know that personally attacking me will piss me off, and I may just go all crazy on you for being a douche. Consider yourself warned.

I marked this as "adult content" because I do cuss quite a bit and it will eventually talk about sex. Didn't want any kiddies stumbling across my site with that stuff out there.

So what does "sps" mean? Self-Proclaimed Skank.
I figure if I can call myself that, it won't piss me off when people say I'm skanky or slutty.
My name is Blake* and these are my crazy stories. I hope you enjoy them and learn something from them.

*all names have been changed to protect the innocent and not-so-innocent.


  1. Love what you're doing! You'll find that blogging about your life experience is very therapeutic! Sorry to hear about the recent crazy-boy break up :(

  2. I'm excited to see what people think! Thanks for taking the time to stop by and check it out! I'm not too sorry about it, I knew for quite some time that he just wasn't for me.