Firstly, no. I’m not talking about fucking a pirate; I’ve never fucked a pirate…unless you want to count Brad Stevenson at Stephanie Mason’s Halloween party back in 2013. 1,091 more words
If you’re reading this, chances are you’re vaguely – or incredibly -interested in what happens in a pelvic floor physical therapy session. I know I sure was when I scheduled my first session way back in July 2013. 1,598 more words
The following conversation just took place in my home:
A: Which cultures seem the most foreign to you?
B: Probably the ones in which punishment for petty theft is getting your hand cut off, or if a man is convicted of a crime, part of his sentence is the gang rape of his daughter, barbaric things like that… 79 more words
we came to hobart for a lot of small, specific reasons. i wanted to be here because i see myself in hobart more than any other city i’ve ever been to – i like that it’s small, quite isolated, and almost as close as i can get to the bottom of the world without needing to touch antarctica. 454 more words
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