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“You would think she was on the stage. Of course, in her head she’s always on the stage. She is her own theater.” — Kate Atkinson, Life After Life.

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Yesterday, I had sex for the first time with a new partner of mine, The Neighbor. I call him this because he’s my friend’s neighbor and The Southern Gentleman was taken (yeah so what I have a type.) We both were stressed about stuff for various reasons and essentially decided to toss our respective stressors aside for the evening to share a joint and watch television.

When the high wore off, we ended up in his bedroom. He went down on me, and when he leaned away to get a condom, I pouted so much that he laughed and kept going. I did stop him when I was about to cum, and then sucked his cock with my pussy practically throbbing with need.

He started laughing again when, as he pulled me off to fuck me, I reflexively flipped onto my stomach and stuck my ass in the air.

“Aw,” he’d teased, “is that how you want it, then?”

What are your favourite books?

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Gahhh this is the hardest question ever. I recently read “A Little Life” by Hanya Yanagihara and thought it was one of the best things I’d read in a long time. But, warning, it’s massive, difficult, comes with about a billion potentially triggering elements, and is really, really heavy.

Also, the quotes I use on this site are ones I’ve pulled from books I enjoy. I dog-ear pages where there’s quotes I like. And every so often I just go through quotes I’ve “collected,” pick the ones I think are appropriate for tumblr, and put them on photos. (In college, my wall had a bunch of pretty post-it notes with quotes I had liked, so consider this a holdover from that.) So that’s a good guide for what I’ve enjoyed.

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“I don’t want to repeat my innocence. I want the pleasure of losing it again.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise.

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“What if one happens to be possessed of a heart that can’t be trusted—? What if the heart, for its own unfathomable reasons, leads one willfully and in a cloud of unspeakable radiance away from health, domesticity, civic responsibility and strong social connections and all the blandly-held common virtues and instead straight towards a beautiful flare of ruin, self-immolation, disaster?” ― Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch.

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“What a frightening thing is the human, a mass of gauges and dials and registers, and we can only read a few and those perhaps not accurately.” – John Steinbeck, The Winter of Our Discontent.

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“Follies and nonsense, whims and inconsistencies do divert me, I own, and I laugh at them whenever I can.”― Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice.

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Hey followers. Thank you for the beautiful messages and submissions yesterday. I am so fortunate to have your support as I continue to grow and learn about myself, and I appreciate that you reciprocate my openness with respect and empathy.