I live near Philadelphia. I spend much time writing smut and taking photos (sometimes of also smut). I'm into tattoos and piercings. I am 80% Sarcasm, 10% Beer and 10% Whimsy.
I have such a complicated relationship with my body and fitness. I want to write a post about this but I don’t have it in me right now, so I’m going to leave it as: Working out, for me, has always been equal parts therapy and self-harm. I don’t know how else to explain this, that’s just what it is.
People complaining about people complaining about world events.