Ladies, gentlemen: I am a slut.

No two ways around it: I like sex. I like sex with lots of different people. I like sex in lots of different ways. I like talking about sex. I like writing about sex. So I go out, and I hook up, and I do not always stick around to cuddle. This doesn’t mean that I’m all messed up inside, or that I need men’s approval (if you look at my “to do” list, you’ll see that “caring about men’s approval” is on the bottom, directly beneath “personally oversee the freezing-over of Hell”), or that I can’t be faithful or intimate when I fall in looooove.

It’s tough to define my motives for sleeping around, but, if I had to make a guess, I think it might have something to do with the fact that I have a huge freaking pleasure center in my crotch, and it feels good when people touch it. So yeah: I’m a slut. I call myself a slut. I let my friends call me a slut. I even let my dude call me a slut, although that happens exclusively in bed. (more…)

Charm Suicide
Age 20

Cool:
Europe, glass, death, photography,
painting, the coollighting in airports,
dreams, strangers, black ribbons,
french, playing the violin, art history,
theory, my arm, china, travel travel
and travel

Not Cool:
Arguments, drama, being poor,
being stuck

Makes her happy:
Intellectual stimulation, people
watching, traveling, the smell of
old books, tickling Chris.

Makes her sad:
Departure, failure, losing something,
the past, denial

Fave Bands:
Explosions In The Sky
The Smiths, Sigur Ros
The Dresden Dolls, Amiina
The Velvet Underground
New Order, Placebo, Beck
Charlotte Gainsbourg

Fave Films:
Fallen Angeles — duo luo tian shi
2046, The Dreamers, Amelie, Noi
Lost In Translation, Donnie Darko
Hedwig and the Angry Inch
Band a part

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