I woke up a few days ago to a literal pain in my ass. I discovered I had a weird, incredibly painful lump on the outside of my asshole. I freaked out, decided I was dying and gross and to be shunned by all of society, and then… View More

I've been thinking a lot about fitness and health and muscles and frankly it's really hard to dig out useful advice and tools from the snake oil being… View More

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

I have made it my mantra ever since my last suicide attempt, now almost 2 1/2 years ago, that vulnerability is strength. I tell myself that, I tell my friends that, it informs my writing. It's a concept… View More

With summer on the way, shorts come out of hiding, skirts get a bit shorter, and men seem a thousand times more entitled to catcall you for daring to be comfortable in the heat. So many magazines feel the need to weigh in on how to make yourself MORE attractive to men, but why would you want to, when they can't seem to STFU whenever you leave the house? Well, don't worry, dear reader. Here's how can you tell them to fuck right off… View More

There are only a handful of things I like to be playfully competitive about. The occasional Scrabble game. Costuming for an… View More

So anyone who's followed my blog for any length of time knows that I have an anxiety disorder. This has manifested in a few different ways in my life- I've come out about my… View More

I said something in bed to my lover yesterday that kind of took me aback later. I had my fingers in his mouth and was delighting in how soft and gentle he was, fucking my cunt beautifully while I… View More

Every time I've had my head shaved, even a little bit, I can't stop touching it. There's something about the softness, yet the little bit of prickle… View More

Content warning: frank discussion of abuse, discussion of kink as a healing response to abuse There was a time when I would count my bruises to figure out how bad… View More