In case you were unaware, I have a very cold side. A mean side. A brutally honest side. An unfiltered side. A side that has allowed me to survive emotional trauma and physical pain. I do not apologize for this side of me. I am multi-dimensional. I would give you the shirt off my back, … Continue reading I’m mean.
To put into words what it feels like to look down and in my eyes see two perfect breasts, to feel with my hands two perfect shapes, to run my fingers over two perfect mounds of flesh symbolic of womanhood is an impossibility. I don't give a damn about any feminist ideologies. I don't care … Continue reading Frankenstein.