the life and musings of a kinky slut
41%. There is the real possibility, an advertised publicized promise, that a rich white man may reduce my student loan burden by 41%, and this will not even touch the vastness of his wealth. At its core, medicine is about empathy. As a future physician, my job will be to take care of people. They […]
I cried, and then I came last night. The pieces of how I view myself keep changing, chipping away. I don’t know if that is good or bad; it just is. Is it vanity? Is it identity? Or is it just life, never stopping for me to catch my breath? I no longer have nipple […]
Dripping.I was dripping wet.The dildo kept slipping out, but the slickness made the repeated thrusts faster, harder, smoother.I moaned into my pillow, and continued to pound the toy into my wanting needy pussy.My moans turned into a growl.I rolled over, got up on my knees, piled up the pillows.I reached from my vibrator, nestled it […]
It’s my Clerks year. You either get the reference or you don’t. And if you don’t, that’s cool. My brain has way too many random scraps of barely useful information. I’m still here. And still single. And still horny. Also, she’s back. And Green Eyes is still a bitch. Too many of my friends are […]
Yearning. I wake up with it, walk around all day with it, live in it, hate it, feed on it, and go to sleep with it lingering on my body and in my mind. I imagine you slipping behind me as I’m sitting on the floor studying. You sit down, legs astride mine. Chest against […]
Dear Brain Twin, You will never read this. I’m writing this letter because it is a way for me to get these thoughts and feelings out of my head without ruining our friendship. I like you. No, I more than like you. I’ve more than liked you since the second […]
Three and a half. I found three and a half grey pubic hairs. I am offended. I had previously seen one grey pubic hair before. Ever time it emerged, I plucked it and tried to forget its existence. Recently, I had not been trimming my pubic hair. People do random things to amuse themselves while […]
I am so grateful to not have a roommate right now. Yes, I miss human contact almost every moment of every day of this current health emergency, but both the individuals that I have lived with in my two previous years of medical school would have driven me up the fucking wall by now. As […]
~ a Daveed Diggs drabble ~ I returned home from yet another twelve hours shift, feet aching, and ended up nearly collapsing at his feet on the floor as he sat on our couch. “Rough day,” Daveed asked. “Two deliveries, plus an emergency C-section. Very. Busy.” I leaned my head against his knees, eyes closed, […]
What a difference a month makes. I’ve been (mostly) by myself in my apartment since I got back from an away rotation out-of-state at a large medical center. The only time I’ve been around people in this past week was on three specific occasions. Once, a friend brought me candy. She went for a quick […]