thank u, loverslut | |
When I fantasize about being with you, I don’t fantasize about a stone goddess. I dream of a fiery human goddess, who flares and wanes, who burns slow and smokey and who burns fierce and pure.
I dream of all your changing moods and lively demands, of having to keep pace and to pay attention to you and your heart and mind and even spleen.
I imagine tending to you, exhorting you, celebrating you, and being your devoted bitch and torture victim.
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This email absolutely made my week. I even incorporated your emoji. xo
Your worthy praises are deserving of great eloquence.
Always nice to see the feedback to such a wonderful person as Miss Angela is.
So beautifully said.
Lovely tribute. Color me not surprised that a talented writer like Ms. Angela also brings out the best in her countless admirers.
And on the 8th day God created Angela…she was not created from Adam’s rib. In fact she probably took that rib and cock-whipped him with it.