Where words spread their legs.
This is where I pour the good stuff, the kind of words that spill out late at night or mid-masturbation.
Unfiltered thoughts. Sensual rituals. Poetry that might not make sense and full-bodied truths.
You’ll find journal entries I wasn’t supposed to post, erotic rambles, confessions, and love letters to my past (and maybe yours).
It’s messy. It’s magic. It’s mine.
Some entries are soft. Some are slutty. Some will hit you right in the solar plexus.
All of them are naked and unscripted.
Cause your mind deserves a little foreplay, too.
What You'll Find Here:
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→ Life Ponders — reflections, sobriety, soul work.
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→ Erotic Thoughts — horny poetry and body confessions.
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→ Letters to... — words I’ll never send, but needed to write.
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→ Rituals & Meditations — practices that pull me back into presence.
Take what turns you on.
Leave what doesn’t.
This space is always open. Clothes optional.