Reach Out And Touch $$$$$

Can someone tell Dave Gahan I will lap dance him to I Feeeeel You in exchange for front row? OK. How about if I let Martin Gore put on my leather teddy while I spank him with my riding crop? Pee play might be involved with me as fire hydrant to Andy Fletcher’s broke ass kids during summer in Brooklyn circa 1984.

Let’s make this happen!

 

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Everything counts in large amounts
The grabbing hands grab all they can
Everything counts in large amounts…

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I told you I’m not well. Um, did I mention I’m 40 years old? Going on 18 with a bullet?!?!

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Welcome

Hi Everyone,

I’m an old teenager. I’ll probably never grow the fuck up. It’s OK because I kinda have my shit together and I go on adventures from time to time. They may not necessarily be exotic ports of call or luxury spa hotels but I do prefer those. I’m a woman who has lived many lives in one, but being smack dab in the middle with very little to go on in terms of destiny, passion, goals or plans, I’m constantly reminded that life is fleeting and French existentialists tend to be right. Enough of the melodramatic introduction.

Why are you here?

I guess it’s because I want to share my experiences in a strange (to me) yet familiar way. I don’t blog but after my whirlwind year, I figured it’s time people got to know me. I’m fighting social anxiety with internet fire. Hopefully it doesn’t burn to an ashen crisp!

I will write some fiction from time to time so bear with me as I love short stories in the vein of Saki or Maupaussant. Style is everything, my darling but substance always gets abused.

 

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