An anti climax.

It’s 11:30 pm and I just woke on my crouch for a second time tonight. I’m exhausted and displaced and need to lie down.

Today I rallied at a protest downtown and then I had a first date and it was weird because it wasn’t with him but he’s off somewhere far away and I’m not supposed to not date anyway so here I am dating.

I’ll fill in the links and badges and banners tomorrow morning. For now, the dog and I must transplant to the bedroom.


A 40-something single mother who writes honestly about sex, body image, D/s, relationships, her nervous tics, and how much she loves to fucking fuck. She also likes to show you her tits.

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