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For The Record: December 2009

The year has gone way too quickly. I have no regrets about doing what I did on the 11th. A dildo and an inflatable ‘toy’ woman! Seriously, that’s what you bought each other for Christmas!? Is now a good time to suggest siblings should share and share-alike? Ethel did it. I still cannot believe how open I was in [...]

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The Sweet Taste Of Infectious Poison

Like arsenic flowing through veins, the bitter taste of lost affection meanders the soul and coaxes the mind to regain focus and purpose. To start a’fresh, to find youthful innocence and lustful vigour… …to breathe the bark of a blackened and charred tree, to taste a strawberry for the very first time. Life circulates. Smiles infect.

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