Deliciously Depraved and an Extraordinary Exquisite Fetish
IN PART, AN EROTIC/GLAMOUR/ FETISH MODEL and ACTRESS- HIGHLY SKILLED AT BDSM AND FANTASY LOOKING FOR SHOOTS (PHOTO & FILM) WITH A GRITTY EDGE TO THEM AND A BIT OF MEAT, BONE AND FILTH, AS WELL AS THOSE THAT ARE ETHEREAL AND MAGICAL, THOSE REMINISCENT OF PAST ERAS/DECADES AND THOSE OF DECAYING DESIRES... AND OF BEAUTY UNRAVELING.
I unraveled, I fell of the grid, I tried and than I tried again and again and again... and I wasn't really sure I had any fight in me. I feel like this past year has pushed me to a sink or swim frame of mind. I want to swim, but I am to tired too... and than my mind starts clicking around again, the spider webs clear, and I start to regroup, words flow from my fingertips like they haven't in over a year and a half and ideas and concepts and motivation returns to me. The question is, "will it stay"... the answer...," time to get the rope and duct tape just to be sure." .... I think I am going to be just fine. I just resent, sometimes resent, that I have to go through so much on my own, alone, but I suppose at the end of the day, it makes me tougher... thicker... calloused and like a nerve that hasn't been shot out or a situation where most people would react and many just watched frightened... I don't give in to pain, I may want to, I may fall down and collapse but I always get back up with a plan.... and I don't react, not really...that's another story, but it's a damn good skill to have.