October 2019

I often prefer to be comfortable. On a bed, in a nice room. Tonight, I want something a little more… urgent.

Her lips made my cock move, even from across a room of fifty people — and the whole thing remained dreadfully, deadeningly appropriate.

I’m a pervert. So are you, probably.

Go see Joker. (And click through to read why.)

I’ve been waiting. For a long time. (Im)patiently. I’m done waiting. I hope that leads to good things. But in any event, I am not waiting any longer.

Like any technology, porn can be used for good or for ill.

Oddly enough, I don’t write this for you, really.

A brief explanation of some of my sensitivity to rejection and abandonment.