Chasing Me Chasing You

An uncollared submissive struggling through depression, motherhood, and the constant craving of her next orgasm.

Bad Coffee

I have a thing about writing everyday. I think it’s good for me. I find it cathartic.

But today I have to think. About a lot of things. Not all of them good. And hopefully one day of thinking will give me answers to the ball of questions currently running around in my head. I just wish I could turn them off; this headache is making my coffee taste terrible.


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