the life and musings of a kinky slut
We humans are odd animals. One smile, one gesture towards us from someone we hold in high esteem sends our minds racing. I myself turned into a jumping giggling fool Wednesday night from a simple gesture, though thankfully I was joined by a friend in my exclamations. What level of Hell is it to not […]
I knew the title of this post before I ever attempted to see Hamilton again. It is a phrase that resonates so much with me as to warrant contemplation of it being imprinted on my flesh. Paciencia y fe: patience and faith. This go around I get to tell a story of triumph instead of a […]
I am so scared right now. Granted, I live a life full of fears, both big and small, but tonight especially those frights have set upon me. I suppose I’m writing this so I can get some sleep, or possibly just to say it out loud. Name the demon and it will lose its power, […]
After my bus ride home from New York, post-Hamilton heartache, I immediately rushed to see friends. We attended a local trivia night for the first time. I told them my story; I let go of some of my sads. Trivia was awesome. Because of our nerd-irific ways, we came in third place. This meant we […]
I’m drunk, so I decided to fill out the Fantasy section of my DO:Fusion profile. It was so good, I felt like sharing. I want sex. Like good sex. Like I’m crying cause my body is shaky cause it was so good sex. I want making out and bodies close and breath hot […]
~a poem~ Are we flirting? Cause he keeps smiling, and I keep smiling, and we’re acting stupid goofy even though we’re supposed to be studying. It’s hard for me to take my eyes off his eyes. I can feel the bubbliness bubble up in me. He’s so pretty, with curly full hair, and caramel perfect […]
“I want to be in the room where it happens.” I wanted to punch someone, but of course I didn’t. I wanted to scream, plead, beg the doorman. I didn’t do that either. Instead, I cried. ~ Marci bused up from DC, taking a 2am trip and landing in NYC around 6am. She got food […]
~ erotica ~ “Come here.” I crept closer. I wore the collar he requested. And the cuffs he loved. A long skirt that almost kissed the floor. A sheer blue shirt. And no bra. He wore nothing. Sitting on my couch, he stroked himself while never looking away from me. My nature drove my gaze […]
Every year, I try to sit down and reevaluate my life. I write down my thoughts on my work, family, friends, and love life. About two years ago, as an exercise for Doc, I wrote a story about meeting my husband, whoever he ends up being. This year I wrote a story for myself about […]
For the past two days, I have listened to the Hamilton score beginning to end, and each time I found myself in tears. As much I try to stifle them, even now as I write, they still come. I suppose it is a testament to his brilliance that Lin-Manuel Miranda was able to craft a […]