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I’ve been thinking about, and writing about, Julie. But I can’t seem to press “publish.”

Bri has some work to do.

Bri and I enter into an agreement?

Bri is surprisingly promising!

Alexa? Alexa!

The rules I ask those who submit to me to follow.

It’s [not?] hard to take a good selfie…

I use Persephone to revisit feelings of rejection and abandonment.

Persephone manages to get a (surprising) rise out of me (and by “me,” I mean, “my cock”).

We skipped dinner, but I had a feast.