May 2026

Browse confessions and scraps by the month I left them behind.

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May 9, 2026 Confession

Amsterdam, 3AM

It was well past 3 in the morning when the last client left and for the first time that night it became...

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May 3, 2026 Scrap

My pussy knows more about men than I do.

May 3, 2026 Confession

Saturday night, the club was packed, the air heavy and sticky, the music vibrating through your chest so you couldn’t hear your...

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May 1, 2026 Confession

a memory May 1st is that kind of day when everyone pretends life is simple, that everything is just cheap beer, burnt...

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