Starz

A few weeks ago, I saw a picture on the BBC website of an adorable manatee mother and child. I loved it, and I wondered if I could get a print. I looked up the credited photographer, and found him at his university. I emailed a query.

He emailed back from a different address saying that he keeps his photography and his employment income separate. (Excellent work, good job, sir!) He said he DOES sell prints. He has them custom printed by a museum-quality print shop, and that I could have basically any size I wanted.

So I said yes, absolutely! How can I pay you?

He replied that he usually sends the print out first and if the customer is satisfied he sends an invoice. He also noted that communication might be spotty because he is on a photoshoot of endangered animals IN THE FUCKING AMAZON.

I said absolutely no problem are you fucking kidding me. The print arrived today, it is gorgeous, stunning, absolutely museum quality. He is going to email me the invoice tomorrow if his internet holds out because UPRIVER IN THE AMAZON.

So I, in Minnesota, ordered a print from a researcher in Florida that I saw on the BBC that was printed for me in Washington D.C. and the invoice is being emailed to me from the Amazon.

Whenever I feel down about the dystopian nature of the planet, I think about shit like this.

Title: Avenue in the Park

Artist: Vincent van Gogh

Date: 1888

Style: Post-Impressionism

Genre: Landscape

> good whore

> my pretty little cum dump

> you take me so well you slut

> you’re my good fuckdoll

I'm sorry. You deserve more respect than that. But I can't stop thinking of it. Your arms and leg's around me. Your mouth, open for my kisses. I need too much of you. A lifetime of nights spent between your thighs wouldn't be enough.

I want to talk with you forever. I remember every word you've ever said to me.

If only I could visit you as a foreigner goes into a new country, learn the language of you, wander past all borders into every private and secret place, I would stay forever. I would become a citizen of you.”

My Dom pinning me down and pulling my hair so I was forced to watch myself come undone over and over again while they pounded into me... their weight immobilizing me completely...

I looked like such a beautiful whore, pinned down, cumming too many times to count, begging for more, even though they had their fingers stuffed in my mouth...

You need 3 daily wins:

A physical win.

Walking, running, lifting, swimming..

A mental win.

Reading, writing, creating, learning.

A spiritual win.

Praying, meditating, studying, growing..