I’ve been on a quest to lose weight for just over four years now. I have not been, ultimately, successful. Be it willpower, genetics, the pandemic, or just the way things are. So, I have switched tactics to focus on Continue reading The Challenge
The quote from Imp of the Perverse (E.A. Poe) that I use as a tagline on this site: There is no passion in nature so demoniacally impatient, as that of him who, shuddering upon the edge of a precipice, thus Continue reading The Trouble with Perverted Imp
He asked me on Monday, about our group getting back together and doing events later this year. He posted in the group yesterday, to see what they all think. It has been a long time since we have seen each Continue reading Post-Pandemic Thinking
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
That is all I have the energy for as I sob at my desk. FUCK 2020!
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
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