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The Year In Review
Posted:Dec 19, 2016 6:10 am
Last Updated:Dec 31, 2021 4:14 am
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The Year In Review....

"Okay, so–that happened.
that could have gone better.
(it could have gone worse.)
you made it around the sun another time, so–
that’s something.
of course, home feels a little less like home,
and alone feels a little more like suffocating.
that’s okay. you’re gonna learn
to breathe through it, someday.
maybe next year.
but the good news is,
you cried a lot, this year.
keep doing that.
it’s one of the most important things
you know how to do, even though
you think you’re bad at it.
you made it through this
sideways hiccup of a year,
even though it waltzed you out the door
with two left feet. you stumbled–
but you kept going.
and that’s something.
so, I'll drink to us.
I'll dedicate this next song to survival.
we’ve got our hearts in our teeth
instead of roses,
but if there’s time for one last dance,
by god, let's make it a tango."

— THE YEAR IN REVIEW
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Locked Door
Posted:Dec 16, 2016 9:31 am
Last Updated:Oct 28, 2020 4:14 am
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Locked Door...

“Now do you understand why I'm interested in you? You're a locked door, sweetheart. You give no one a key and you never answer the door when anyone knocks...Ah, but sometimes, sometimes I get a peek through the keyhole and what I find there...It's like glimpsing you as you're stripping. Underneath all of that darkness is something hungry, something desperate, something, oh, so deliciously vulnerable.”
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The Art
Posted:Dec 14, 2016 10:47 am
Last Updated:Feb 24, 2024 1:08 am
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The Art...

“Fucking is an art. The mere fact of introducing the cock in the cunt and moving it in and out until the ejaculation of spunk is not art. True, it is fucking, but the difference between that way of doing it and the way it should be done, is like the difference between a 's first drawing and a picture by the world's greatest painter.”
― Anaïs Nin,
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When does real love begin?
Posted:Dec 13, 2016 5:58 am
Last Updated:Feb 10, 2021 4:18 am
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When does real love begin?

At first it was a fire, eclipses, short circuits, lightning and fireworks; the incense, hammocks, drugs, wines, perfumes; then spasm and honey, fever, fatigue, warmth, currents of liquid fire, feast and orgies; then dreams, visions, candlelight, flowers, pictures; then images out of the past, fairy tales, stories, then pages out of a book, a poem; then laughter, then chastity.

At what moment does the knife wound sink so deep that the flesh begins to weep with love?

At first power, power, then the wound, and love, and love and fears, and the loss of the self, and the gift, and slavery. At first I ruled, loved less; then more, then slavery. Slavery to his image, his odor, the craving, the hunger, the thirst, the obsession.”

― Anaïs Nin, Fire: From A Journal of Love
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Only a Women
Posted:Dec 13, 2016 5:07 am
Last Updated:Jan 30, 2022 5:14 am
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Only a Women...

For indeed my life is a perpetual question mark--my thirst for books, my observations of people, all tend to satisfy a great, overwhelming desire to know, to understand, to find an answer to a million questions. And gradually the answers are revealed, many things are explained, and above all, many things are given names and described, and my restlessness is subdued. Then I become an exclamatory person, clapping my hands to the immense surprises the world holds for me, and falling from one ecstasy into another. I have the habit of peeping and prying and listening and seeking--passionate curiosity and expectation. But I have also the habit of being surprised, the habit of being filled with wonder and satisfaction each time I stumble on some wondrous thing. The first habit could make me a philosopher or a cynic or perhaps a humorist. But the other habit destroys all the delicate foundations, and I find each day that I am still...only a Woman!”
― Anaïs Nin,
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Something Interesting
Posted:Dec 11, 2016 3:59 pm
Last Updated:Apr 2, 2022 2:19 am
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Something Interesting ...

“Love is blind, they say; sex is impervious to reason and mocks the power of all philosophers. But, in fact, a person's sexual choice is the result and sum of their fundamental convictions. Tell me what a person finds sexually attractive and I will tell you their entire philosophy of life. Show me the person they sleep with and I will tell you their valuation of themselves. No matter what corruption they're taught about the virtue of selflessness, sex is the most profoundly selfish of all acts, an act which they cannot perform for any motive but their own enjoyment - just try to think of performing it in a spirit of selfless charity! - an act which is not possible in self-abasement, only in self-exaltation, only on the confidence of being desired and being worthy of desire. It is an act that forces them to stand naked in spirit, as well as in body, and accept their real ego as their standard of value. They will always be attracted to the person who reflects their deepest vision of themselves, the person whose surrender permits them to experience - or to fake - a sense of self-esteem .. Love is our response to our highest values - and can be nothing else.”
― Ayn Rand

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Love
Posted:Dec 11, 2016 2:56 pm
Last Updated:Oct 24, 2020 5:14 am
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Love...

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Like The Ocean
Posted:Dec 10, 2016 7:24 pm
Last Updated:Nov 1, 2021 5:18 am
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Like The Ocean...

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Surrender
Posted:Dec 9, 2016 6:00 pm
Last Updated:Feb 26, 2020 4:05 am
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Surrender...

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That Fight
Posted:Dec 7, 2016 9:02 am
Last Updated:Oct 25, 2021 3:32 am
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That Fight...

“He halts and turns to me, grasping onto my arms and pulling me into him. “ I love that fight in you, It’s what first attracted me to you. I saw it burning in you. It’s what makes you submitting to me so satisfying…I receive no pleasure in bringing the weak to their knees, as there’s no challenge when they’re already there.”
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