HystericSun

I'm still somewhat dealing with how I feel about some nudes turning up on Tumblr - but I think I'm coming to terms with it with just a sad shake of my head. There's a nude beach here in Austin that I frequent with my partner, and the people there can be divided into three groups - The Creepers, the Regulars, and the Curious. The Creepers don't really need any further explanation, but they're the type of people that can bam, get automatically aroused at someone that's naked, no matter what the context. I suppose the world, especially the internet, is full of creepers. Considering that there aren't that many black mainstay women in porn, it's

Most people know why I don't showcase my modeling work here anymore. It was a personal, political, and professional choice. I have no idea what future employment might hold for me, and while I think that I shoot art, the Internet and various HR departments might tend to think otherwise. I could use this opportunity to lament about how people can't have nice things (as I state explicitly that I do not shoot porn or erotica), or take it as a compliment. I'm sure if I was as dowdy looking as I felt, my photos wouldn't be reblogged and have a minor following. I suppose I should take it as flattering, instead of slightly invasive and something th

It's been a while - But I thought I'd write, if not more for myself than anything. I don't think much has essentially changed, and therein lies the problem when something is bothering you, but you don't really want to write about it. I, for one, am tired of couples who act like they don't have problems. The ones that you ask, "How's so and so?" and while they can barely hide the contempt they feel for their partner, tell me through that false smile and clenched teeth that everything is okay. My partner and I are not one of those couples. We've been engaged, we've broken up, I don't know what we are on a good day, other than essentially flaw