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Forced Bathtime

For a non-kinky babe she sure understands the concepts organically. As I’ve shared here before, it’s not easy for me to accept help from others, and I’m not always the best at prioritizing myself.

Max sees this as the perfect opportunity to flex her Boss muscles. I have chronic pain issues and a nice warm epsom salt bath is a really good treatment... however... I don’t really love being hot and sweaty and made to sit still in a tub when I could be doing SO MANY OTHER FUN THINGS...

Someone Else’s Nest

My husband still struggles to be polite or friendly to me when we see each other. Once in a while he cracks a smile and we banter and I think “Yes! He’s got it!” and then it quickly falls two steps back to sneering cold disrespect.

I have talked to him about it. Written texts. Written letters. Screamed at him about it. Told him off. Begged him. Told him I’d start treating him the same. Tried to explain that it’s not easy for me either, I’m mad too, I’m hurt too. But it’...

Good chemistry 💙

Nothing makes me happier than giving people I love presents. So!! Part of my beat-the-winter-blues plan this year involves giving everyone presents!!!!

I’ve been putting together care packages for my coven babes, Max and I are gonna deliver them to people’s porches and spread some cheer during these dark winter lockdown days. It’s been making me smile collecting things and wrapping things and thinking happy thoughts.

I’ve also sent candy from a local candy maker to all m...

Good Morning 🍑

I wake up every day and for a moment I’m anxious, but then I take a deep breath and remember there’s nothing to be anxious about anymore. I did the hard thing. I am free. I’m happy every day. I love my life, every day. I wake up with a smile and feel thankful to be exactly where I am. Every day. It’s a revelation.

If you are stuck and unhappy, please consider that you might feel better than you’ve ever felt if you stand up for your own best interests and make a change. It’s...

No shit.

This is a screen shot from an astrology app called Co-Star. It’s known for dragging you with it’s notifications, but sometimes it’s uncanny with it’s words of wisdom.

It has daily do’s and don’ts and they’re always weird and tongue in cheek, but today they were spot on.

• A month into lockdown and my diesel dyke love is in desperate need of a haircut. She gets a very sp...
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Thoughts while wearing her clothes and watching her unload the dishwasher...

• She’s really hot.
• She’s wearing a sports bra and sweatpants that hang too low. They show off her hipbones, and the tattoos that sprawl across her stomach.
• Peach says I should start a lesbian TikTok account of Max doing domestic things for me while looking like a stone cold babe. (Peach is obsessed with the lesbian TikTok-er who bakes bread.)
• Sometimes I think about how our relationship has developed in this weird anti-social bubble... we haven’t had to mee...
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March 2018

She took the overnight bus and crawled into bed with me at 6am. I brought her to meet my yoga guru, the adorably sweet and enthusiastic 70 year old Ukrainian woman who teaches the most soul soothing Iyengar class. It was sweaty hard work, meditation and handstands while watching each other’s asses in tights. I brought her home, opened the curtains to let the sun in, and tied her up for some torment. Watching her squirm against the restraints, pointing her cute little toes while I teased her...

Moon Girlfriends

Delicate features and phases, my love.

Soft edges and long green hair.

Split open for me, life and blood and sweat, earthy sweat and vocal fry.

Delicate features and phases like the moon, peach pit roughness against all of your juicy fruit. Gasp. Whimper. Moan a lullaby like crickets and Le Vie En Rose playing quietly in the other room.

Hold me close and hold me fast, it’s not built to last. It has delicate features and phases like the moon.

Look up and sm...

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God I’m glad I’ve always taken pictures.

(Elly and my smirk, in her bedroom with her paintings of us, November 2018)

Outtake of a Goofy Girl I Miss

This photo never made it to tumblr, but there’s a whole bunch of out takes like this that make me giggle and miss being goofy with this gorgeous creature. I haven’t seen Elly in almost two whole years, but these photos make it feel like yesterday.

Elly and Heart - November, 2018

House Sitting

My bestie Joie is staying with her family until April... and she left me the keys for her cute little bachelor apartment with a killer view. This is a BOON to a babe on lockdown with her kids who is desperate for some quiet time alone. It’s also helpful as I navigate this separation from my husband to have somewhere I can go during my his time at home. (And I can water her plants and keep an eye on the place. Win win.)

Huzzah to a new place to take selfies!

Her Main Squeeze ✨

This weekend I’m going to take more pictures with Max.

And tomorrow I get to take selfie’s somewhere new! What a lockdown novelty!!!

Also, I’m going to mail this months Postcard Club selection to a random reader who comments with a song you think is sexy (I’m making a new playlist and I miss hearing new music from friends on tumblr.) If you’d like me to mail you a postcard leave a sexy song (title and artist) in the replies!

Xo

Cheeky Guest

A gif of me showing off my cheeks while Ms.O was on a conference call and I was trying to entertain myself.

(Check back in tomorrow, I’m doing a Postcard Club giveaway!)

Hindsight

I was looking through old tumblr drafts and found a few things I had written about struggling to make progress with my husband. Long term relationships are hard. It’s as simple as that. We started to feel more like family than lovers, we were more like family than lovers. I’m not sure if that was the kids, or his addiction, or just the decades we’d shared. We’re still family even though we’re separated. We always will be. I can feel my discomfort when I read these now. I’m rel...