March 2012
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February 2012
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powermeditation asked: Hello ladycat, your blog serves me well, see mine and follow if you like. Lovely eyes.
We should meet in another life, we should meet in air, me and you.
– Sylvia Plath
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Anonymous asked: Hi im Ryan UK, just wondering do you like cock pictures being sent to you? x P.s. i love your blog - didnt realise vintage porn was a turn on for me and there is also the bonus of your pics and vids x
To photograph people is to violate them… It turns people into objects that can...
– -Susan Sontag, ‘On Photography’
The ‘Rape’ In Photography
In an interview last year, Johnny Depp was asked what it was like to pose for the cover of Vanity Fair. “Well it just feels like you’re being raped somehow” he said, taking his reputation for eccentricity further.
Though hearing the word...
Anonymous asked: As I was perusing your tumblr and saw that you love Nakadate I thought you might enjoy Amber Hawk Swanson. She is fascinating.
Anonymous asked: tell me about losing your virginity please
topjames asked: what is your deepest darkest sexual fantasy?
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Anonymous asked: Do you want to bite my wiener? Think about it for a while.
Anonymous asked: Can you please tag pics of yourself with "Me" or something, so they're easier to find? Thanks!
Anonymous asked: Parles-tu français ? En tous cas tu sembles apprécier notre cinéma.
You are way too smart. Life is not going to be easy… You actually look quite hot so just pretend you are a dyed blonde. I also hope you are in a proper school (meaning adapted to weird people).
Ha! This made me laugh, and then grimace. I am unsure if there exists a proper place for me, though I enjoyed my experience as an undergraduate (making friends with professors…)
Please I have a...
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January 2012
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Got this as a submission; far too good not to...
You: under my desk, nuzzling, then lowering the zipper of crisp slacks with your teeth. Rubbing your cheek against cotton-covered bulge. Cool, feminine digits tugging at elastic, revealing a nest of dark curls and then, it emerges with what I’m sure is an audible SPROING, tall, proud, hot, the blunt tip peeking from wrinkled edge of foreskin, tracing small circles in the air as it...
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Feedback. Gratitude.
I read every message I receive. Some of them are empty compliments, which I delete without a second thought, because that is not what I am attempting to achieve, here. Such messages do not encourage the kind of dialogue I am looking for. In this post I would like to highlight some of my favorite (relatively recent) messages I have received. I am delighted to see that so many of you do grasp...
Anonymous asked: Are those your buns, sweetheart?
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Practicing | Marie Howe →
I want to write a love poem for the girls I kissed in seventh grade, a song for what we did on the floor in the basement of somebody’s parents’ house, a hymn for what we didn’t say but thought: That feels good or I like that, when we learned how to open each others’ mouths how to move our tongues to make somebody moan. We called it practicing, and one was the boy, and we paired off – maybe six or...
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