Yes, you read the title correct.
R-E-L-A-T-I-O-N-S-H-I-P-S
Definition: the way in which two or more concepts, objects, or people are connected, or the state of being connected.
At this point in my life, all I want to do is fall deep in love with the man of my dreams. What’s so wrong with that?
I like to be sappy, adore, and I love to well, love. Why not share memorable moments with someone by my side. The best feeling in the world would be to snuggle up to Romeo and his stubble chin every night. This is no biological-clock-ticking desperate call for someone to answer, and if this was…please don’t answer it. Some might think 23 years old is far too young, while others are already married and expecting their second child. I’m not looking to shack up and pop out a million babies, but if I did, I would name them One, Two, Three, Four…and so on. I’ve only had one real true love affection in all my years ( lol I sound so old ) and that was freshman year. It is hysterical to look back on my first love and wonder what the fuck was I thinking? No offense to him, but I’m pretty sure I can see over him these days in no heels. And if I remember correctly, we got it on once on prom night…I know so cliche…and it didn’t go too silky. That’s all I can say about that one true love without talking smack or being brash. After him there were a series of typical skater boys, which are my weakness. Something about a lazy non-driven ‘boy’ that doesn’t need anything in life but his skateboard and a bottle of booze really steals my heart. It’s got to be from all those skater boys I ditched class with in high school. It wasn’t till I was about 20 years old I started dating Men. Guys older then me. Ahhh, so this is what it feels like to date a man, ahem I mean MAN. No, not really…the man part kind of dilutes after a short time. I’d rather I not get into that subject, and I know I don’t always pick bad seeds but, even the older men who have everything and seem so leveled in life, are still adolescent boys. Eh, maybe I’m just being excessively picky.
By now you have to be asking yourself, ‘How in the world can a PORNSTAR be in a serious relationship?!?’
And that’s just the same damn thing I was justing asking myself.
As some as you may know I was very much involved and had a relationship with this man for the past year. We broke up in July (insert happy smiling face) and it wasn’t until the smoke had cleared for me to notice what him and I had was nothing but a cover. We thought it was a good idea. Filling in the gaps that the other one flawed. Needless to say, I learned my lesson, and it was a damn good lesson. Was it a substantial waste of time for the past year? Yes. Would I do it all over again? No, at least not with the same person. Hey, I am even open to dating women as long as they are in my age group…Back to the topic. Girls in the adult industry aka Pornstars, sluts, whores, can love too! Well, maybe not all…but nonetheless I’ve meet some of the most remarkable mothers, wife’s, sisters, whatever. All of them which have tremendously huge hearts. My role model happens to take her clothes off for a living, big deal. She also sticks full size baseball bats in her anus. Cute huh? But who are you to judge? Women are programmed to either love or fuck you over, Pornstar or not. And I want to love…or do I? Ever feel like I do now? The desire to spend every moment filled with romance or frolic around town like a good whore and share lust…it’s a fine line, especially because of my current career choice.
Since my last love interest, life has never been finer! It’s always better to to come out of a bad situation optimistic and keeping yourself busy. The gym has become my new best friend, boxing and even running. I find myself reading and writing more and actually getting out of my house with real friends. But no matter how many new hobbies and activities I create, I want to spend them with someone I just can’t keep my hands and eyes off of. I just want to fuck everywhere…but need someone to fuck…haha. Again, this is not a Craigslist add or a desperate cry for someone in my life…. it’s called venting people. I just want to know what YOU think of an adult actress involved in a significant relationship. Is it possible? Could it work? Do you care what others may think of you and your new status?
Keep your response pleasant pretty please 
xoxo LB