Sex Confessions from the Red Light District
Real Sex Confessions from Amsterdam’s Red Light District.
Read to find out people’s dirtiest secrets.
Witty prose with a dash of Essex sass
Real Sex Confessions from Amsterdam’s Red Light District.
Read to find out people’s dirtiest secrets.
Read why Instagram made me hate Petra, Jordan.
It’s not why you think…
You ever heard of my g, Moses? Ever wanted to climb to the place where he received the Ten Commandments from God? Ever wanted to see THE Burning Bush as described in the holy book?
Nah me neither but here’s a hike you can do that is a little off the grid and not as basic as my short stint in Yosemite.
We snuck out through the back. We’d just had a lovely night together aside from the stalker, everything was fine right? NO, again, no. While your princess (me) was asleep the tinder man sent me these messages…
I saw some old woman, (who I’m going to say was at least 80) ride down Bourbon Street in a people bike wearing nothing but a bra and skirt blasting out ‘Move Bitch Get Out the Way’.
A word to describe Nashville? Fun. Two words? Guiltless fun.