I am sorry I haven’t posted here, but I usually post about things that happen, and nothing happens this year. At least in this arena. Oh, there’s politics and all, but that’s not really why I started this blog, and Continue reading Time is a Circle
Life, politics, love, kink, sex, the world. It’s all very messy. Right now, I’m mostly just trying to survive. To reach up out of existing to do a little bit of living. But it’s hard. Everything is pressing back down. Continue reading Everything is Messy
That is all I have the energy for as I sob at my desk. FUCK 2020!
It’s not my voice that needs to be heard today, systematic racism must end: https://blacklivesmatters.carrd.co/#
Late posting, as always, but hey. Gotta stick with tradition. I started this blog on May 20th, 2009. I was 28 years old, married, and dating (my now ex) lover. Today I am divorced, and dating two men, one for Continue reading 11th Anniversary
I’ve put myself in a weird headspace this week. As a masochistic bottom with rape fantasies, I have a lot of shame voices in my head. I have worked really hard to shut them up and lock them away. I Continue reading Violent Urges
In a few weeks, it will be the 11th Birthday of this blog. I just posted a late night ramble, and was looking at my Category counts as I viewed the published post: 30 Days of Kink (32) 31 Days of Continue reading Eleven Years, Almost
I was commenting the other day that most things on my soft limits are there due to the loud noise they make. And that I have to trust someone first. On late night reflection, this seemed an odd way to Continue reading Fear and Control
Stay At Home unless you need Food or Medical Care! Continue reading Poly in the Time of a Pandemic
I was a young girl, confused by her own arousal. Making up stories of being kidnapped, and not sure why. I was a college girl, innocent of boys. Until he taught me to kiss. And he taught me to bite. Continue reading Remembering Who I Am