Recently I went on an intense journey in playing with my own personal boundaries. This experience had nothing to do with BDSM or my power exchange relationship but it left me with the a motivated introspection of what it means to be vulnerable and how my sense of submission plays into that. … Continue readingThe Truth About My Challenge of Vulnerability
Rusted iron powder mixes into the red rock dirt from old nails left to themselves. My hands gouge the ground and push at the hardened sand trying to grind the world with the tips of my fingers. I visit this place in my thoughts so often, … Continue readingI abandon you, I abandon you, I abandon you.