insomnia

Franken-Toy

More and more I’ve been thinking about the various men I have met and been with throughout my life. Sometimes I find myself wishing I could take a small souvenir of them to build what I’ve dreamed in my mind as: Franken-Toy. Franken-Toy would be my personal fuck toy. He would look, think, act, and … [Read more…]

Can’t spell ‘insomnia’ without ‘I’

I’ve really got to stop blogging when I’m in a fuckingchristdidthatreallyhappen mood, which seems to be often as of late. I started a new job this week, so far I’m just settling in but it’s doable. I’ve been seeing the new bf on and off all week between hanging out with friends. We managed to … [Read more…]