"At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?
At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.” - Anaïs Nin
L.A.-based badass. I'm an eager submissive and a black-belt feminist. This tends to end up with me thinking about the patriarchy while sucking cock. I'm also polyamorous, into social justice, and not afraid to call you on your bullshit.
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