Meet me at the corner of vulgarity and class

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The dichotomy of vulgarity and class is really where it’s at for me. Filth and romance. Pain and pleasure. Spit on my face while I’m wearing makeup and pearls. Wax poetic on my beauty while you wrap your hands around...

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Flavors of confidence

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For the past few months, everytime I am on top of my partner, I find myself staring down and appreciating the way my ass, hips and thighs look as I grind and sway. Even yanking off a dress or lingerie...

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Missing myself

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I miss the subby baby girl I used to be. I’m sure I have pages upon pages to write about it — and may eventually, but that’s the gist of it. I miss that person I’d worked so hard to...

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