Archive for April 2018
My most revealing Patreon post to date, perverted grandfathers, and falling in love with Tara Babcock. 😜
Dear Diary, So I’ve been thinking a lot about sex lately, in case you can’t tell by my latest Patreon post titled “Creampies, swallowing, anal, gangbangs, double penetration, S&M, polyamory, interracial, tributes…and me.” (https://www.patreon.com/posts/18185371), a sort of one-sided never have I ever about all of those topics. You should read it. Like, now. I’ll wait.…
Read MoreWhy my panties unexpectedly dropped
Dear Diary, I hopped out of bed this morning at the usual time, went through my regular daily routine, trekked to Anne’s, set up my laptop and peripherals, turned the lights down, slipped on my headphones… And then took them off and looked back at Anne with a blank expression and announced that, for some…
Read MoreBlue. Waffles. 😳
Dear Diary, As lovely as it was yesterday to relax and unwind, it felt so good to jump back into my routine and start writing again. Well, I didn’t exactly fall back into my routine – I woke up shortly after 4AM and started everything early just because I was so anxious to let loose…
Read MoreWhy I was twitching and an epic resting bitch face
Dear Diary, I had no idea how tightly I was wound up until I took the day off and was practically forced to unwind. Just relaxing alone was amazing, but spending the majority of the day with Rebecca made it so much better. It was like I exhaled a breath I didn’t even know I…
Read MoreKilling em!
Dear Diary, I feel so much better than I did yesterday. Whatever hit me went away just as quickly, luckily for me. I really appreciate everyone who took time out of their day to check in on me… it really makes me feel loved. For reals. 😊 I hit the ground running today, not only…
Read MoreFight me
Dear Diary, (ALARM CLOCK GOES OFF) (I reach out and slap it off the table.) (Which doesn’t silence said alarm clock, of course.) (I don’t care. It’s farther away from me now, and that’s all that matters.) (15 Minutes later, big brother slings my door open fully dressed and – as always – smelling…
Read MoreWrestleMania!
Dear Diary, It is motherfucking WrestleMania! In case you didn’t know, I love wrestling. WWE wrestling specifically (although I used to enjoy watching G.L.O.W. back in the day). So, I’m over here at Anne’s with our free trial subscription to the WWE network (which we got specifically for this purpose) loaded down with snacks and…
Read MoreGood news, bad news, kinky news, and pussy points
Dear Diary, So, I have some good news, some bad news, and some kinky news. Da Good News I didn’t wake up with a hangover. 🙌 Amazon must have read my Diary entry last night because roughly 15 minutes after I published it they accepted the paperback edition of Good Girls Gone Bad. If…
Read MoreFuck Amazon. And whether or not to send noods.
Dear Diary, The entire theme of my day has to be fuck Amazon. It seems like every spare second of my day has been taken up going back and forth with them over the motherfucking cover for the paperback version of Good Girls Gone Bad, which they swear is either 1) too small or 2)…
Read MoreAnne squirting and why Facebook sucks ass
Dear Diary, Anne and I apparently have abandonment issues. She went to her doctor’s appointment today to get the results of a blood test she took several weeks back (results: bougie-itis) and even though I usually go with her, I stayed behind so I could work on author stuff – mainly the fine-tuning of Good…
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