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Maxie returns to the picture.

An appreciation for the thrill of being tossed around like a rag doll.

A long, winding meditation on Shakira — who she is, what we are, and why we’ll never be more than what we are.

Texts I actually sent.

I’m not as honest with you as I used to be.

A rough morning.

Dinner with Cee and Shakira?

I’ve been writing a lot, but I’m finding it hard to process that writing into posts for you to read.

Looking at porn to feel sad.

A fair trade? Advice for sex, with Saya.