07 February 2011
My immediate reaction is to retreat, and I have definitely retreated in the past couple months. It hasn't all been my doing: any time I start to become able to stand on my own two feet, life decides to knock me the fuck down. When I started doing porn again I promised myself to be a normal porn
s̶t̶a̶r̶ model and only talk about my hot sexual encounters and hot sexy things... but that is just not what I am good at. Le sigh. Back to more stories of depressing encounters. Aren't you excited?