Your sex is a swamp, full of life and death. I seek you out to behold your beauty and smell your stink, and then stake a claim to the unsettled spaces within you. But I will not stay.
I will leave my mark, but I will not stay.
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My Fetishes?
… Read the rest “My Fetishes?”I’ve always been attracted to the sound women make when they’re feeling particularly small and ineffectual, but I didn’t have a name for it. MTV came to my rescue ten years ago, during a scene on Laguna Beach where two of the hotter, meaner girls were shopping, and one of them was making a kind of whimpering, whiny, squeak as she struggled to reach an item on a high shelf.
Leonard Cohen (1934-2016)
This is getting rough, especially since he just published new material.
Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s amazing that some of the greats are able to drop albums right before they die… the perfect gift to a world that loved them.… Read the rest “Leonard Cohen (1934-2016)”
Election Night Theater
[CONTENT ADVISORY: This was written November 8th, 2016. I was not in a good mood. You’ve been warned.]
“I can’t believe things worked out this way.”
“Yeah, it’s crazy.”
“It’s just– I never really believed he had a chance.”
“No one did.… Read the rest “Election Night Theater”
Did you ever wish you could filter your Tumblr activity feed on your iPad? Are you, for example, a chick with big, dumb tits and thousands of followers, who would like to be able to look at a blog activity report without wading through 1,001 Likes from uninteresting randoms, but have no idea how to do anything for yourself?… Read the rest “”
Since it’s now clear that the US presidency is open to any misanthropic weirdo with a core constituency of broken, backwards fuck-ups who don’t understand how life works, I’m thinking about running myself in 2020. I’m quite confident that I could pull in the Angry White Male vote without resorting to racial division, international antagonism, or putting my name on any buildings.… Read the rest “”
Dear Bedtime #3
Had a dream last night you were spanking me with a hairbrush. I asked if this counts as cheating on my boyfriend and you said no. I said: “keep the jeans on, that way it doesn’t count as cheating”.
Silly boyfriends.… Read the rest “Dear Bedtime #3”
Dear Bedtime
… Read the rest “”Had a dream last night you were spanking me with a hairbrush. I asked if this counts as cheating on my boyfriend and you said no. I said: “keep the jeans on, that way it doesn’t count as cheating”.
Chill!
Oh, chill out, stupid! It won’t be that bad as long as you mind your place; I’m pretty sure you can do it, and I wouldn’t trust you with much at all. Luring you here was just a breeze, and actually securing you… I mean, what was that, really?… Read the rest “Chill!”
Family Values Theater
“Th-that was my mom. He– um, he died. M-my uncle… he died.”
“That’s terrible, sweetie. Take off your blouse.”
“I’m not— I’m not sure about everything… anything, really, but he was in an accident. In a car. Accident.”
“Oh no, I hope he didn’t suffer.… Read the rest “Family Values Theater”