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October 15, 2019

It was the summer of ‘06 and shit was liiit. Okay, I’m lying, shit sucked. At least in my 13 year old head, but looking back those were definitely “the good old day” or whatever. I was post-pubescent and horny as fuck but like most 13 year old girls in Southern Califor...

January 16, 2019

There were a lot of signs. Red flags that I shouldn’t move forward. Shouldn’t pursue the attractive, talented, muse of a man who was showing interest in me. The signs were there, sent as a attachment on every text and email. For god's sake, he sent me fucking “Lossin’...

July 9, 2018

I thought I was going to feel better, but I didn’t. Better, having a different definition than relieved. The weight of the decision was now gone, but the impact of it still resonated. It didn’t matter that he ghosted me for days after, or at least, I didn’t think it di...

April 16, 2018

Maybe it’s just me, but I can’t think of a better way to spend an evening than by watching a bunch of kickass, quirky women, kill it on stage. Not to mention, this particular show landed on International Women’s Day! So, yeah. The hype was real. Now, don’t let my state...

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