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Revisit: The 6 Feet Under Club

So, one of the things I'm going to try to do is highlight some of my older posts which were super popular on my old blog and aren't getting any notice here. Today? I'm gonna remind you about what it's like fucking in a coffin (with some edits, because, well, thankfully I'm improving as a writer) So I joined the 6 Feet Under Club. I mean, I needed something to distract me, and it… View More

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Fat Sex and Strapons: From Anxiety to Aptitude

God, my blog has become really fucking SERIOUS over the past few months. Sorry, everyone, I've always been really… View More

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A Requiem to Sexy San Francisco: The Day The Boner Died

I remember the first time I went to Folsom Street Fair. I volunteered with the Center For Sex and Culture, bright eyed newbie wanting to help out her community. I ended up on a bicycle, pedaling to power the fucking machine that was… View More

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Fisting Day, 2014! Seeking Submissions!

tl;dr - Fisting Day is October 21st and we're seeking submissions to help with the… View More

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Pinball Princessing and Creationist Dinosaurs

So a couple of weekends ago, I took a long ass van ride down to Southern California, a place I swore I'd never go again. I have a lot of irrational judgments against the… View More

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My Fight Against Hoarding

I remember when my parents used to tell me to clean my room. It seemed impossible to ever clean my whole room- I had a room then about the size of my apartment now, and it was filled with stuffed animals, craft supplies,… View More

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Five Love Songs for a Longing Heart

I thought that maybe, during the Summer of Fun (more on that later) I'm implementing for myself, one of the things I would do at least twice a month is put together a small playlist around a… View More

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The Ideal Lover List

Wow. I'm listening to 90s music (currently "Fade Into You" by Mazzy Star) and going through my livejournal while piecing together a confessional entry on threesomes. Having had an amazing one this last weekend (which you'll hear more about… View More

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Sexting and the Kitty

I'm a person who has probably received more… View More

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The Healing Nature of Domesticity

It had been a long time since I had sat down to bake a loaf of bread. I have a rough time making myself dinner, never mind a multi-stage process that takes multiple hours to complete. Bread requires patience, something I often don't have while juggling several hustles to make ends meet. I had a… View More