When it is morning, I’m going to quit my new job I haven’t even started yet and dedicate my life to sex work. It’s the only job I truly feel I can be myself. I know the consequences but to hell with it.
Internet disconnected till the 21st, limited Internet phone access because I’m on prepaid. I watched one episode of Kitchen Nightmares and I went over my quota and got a bill for 250 dollars. I’m already having withdrawals :(
Agent Provocateur Natasha set, 2008
Guh. Pink is my power color at work and I really really need this.
Want!!
The things I get paid to do, always put a smile on my face. Just finished a humiliation/anal play session with a regular … now to retire the sex work to part time … for now.
When I think about suicide I think about the ocean a lot. This would be an interesting, yet horrific and painful way to go.
I can imagine being tied like this at low tide as the water slowly creeps up around my body, choking and sputtering until I’m engulfed by the waves of the ocean.
Guitar body woodblock art by Alex Gillies of No Anchor
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