This is where I tell you the stories I probably shouldn’t, share thoughts that are questionable at best and probably should have lived inside my head for all of eternity. I will write horny little poems disguised as thoughts about life and occassionally lust after life as someones metaphorical boyfriend has me thrust up against a wall. I want this to be a space where I can be honest about the strange things that I think about, the things I want from life, the fantasies my imagination gets carried away with and all the ridiculous little pieces of myself that don’t need to be turned into something profound. There will defintely be things here that claw their way onto the page before I have the good sense to stop them.

Some of it will be deep, some of it will be dark, some of it will be dirty and most of it will be complete fucking nonsense. Not every thought is a confession and not every desire needs to be acted upon and I can guarantee not every piece of writing will teach you something. Sometimes I don’t want to turn my words into wisdom because sometimes a horny little poem is just a horny little poem, and that is reason enough to write it.

Welcome to the strange little world inside my head. It is beautiful, filthy, unhinged as fuck and apparently worth sharing.

Please excuse the mess, I am busy living.