The last two days I’ve needed to orgasm every few hours. I’m just like 😩💦 listening to my body… giving it what it wants, but also, it’s disrupting my schedule…
Ovulating like…. 🌋
I know it’s Monday. I know I said I would send my pumping video yesterday. As always, the week before is melting into the next. I’m going to shower you with the last of the topless photos tonight and then we move into even purer perfection. Tell me which one is your favorite and why below…
A unusual photo of exposed perfection on the wall. After pussy pumping 🤤 Tip $11.13 for the photoset. My clit was…. whoa.
Full video tomorrow.
*sending this to dms later, so don’t buy twice*
July 19, 2021
*Exhaling*
Last week was like four weeks rolled into one. I am officially moved out of Atlanta. It feels SOO good to close that chapter. I’ll be back, but as a visitor.
I went through 45 boxes in 4 days and decided what I wanted to keep or donate. All of my things are beautiful, but I am not nesting in this season of life, so I ended up keeping 12 boxes and donated all the rest. My bed frame, my sofas, my mirrors, my collected dishes, my art supplies, 32 unused canvases- Almost everything but some hats, dresses, filled journals, photographs, my first piece of expensive furniture (a lamp from a shop in Spokane), and The Wiz record (my absolute favorite collection of music ever made) I fought a man for in a record shop in Decatur, GA.
Our things hold incredible memories. Even things you forgot about, come rushing back once you hold them. I thought my boxes would smell musty and old, but they smelled like L de Lolïta Lempicka (my favorite perfume), but of course I couldn’t find the bottle.
Then I flew my mother and sister down and we all drove together for 15 hours over three days up north. We stopped as many places as we could. We danced in Charlotte to a live band, we explored the Luray Caverns (my favorite place when I was 10), we ate fried chicken at Mary Mac’s Tea Room, we sang ‘New York New York’ as we drove over the George Washington Bridge.
When you allow yourself to exhale you can heal. When you allow chapters to close, you open space for many more to open. I’m so loving my life at the moment and who I have been becoming for the last 7 months- the last year, really. I am otherworldly and my heart is fully open to possibilities.
Now I’m going to unload the truck, return it, and start my Monday work day. Buy me coffee? And a warm scone? Here’s my glorious booty for some inspiration.
Love and more love,
Alexandra
Flying tonight.
I’m heading down to Georgia to pack up my storage unit, where I placed all of my belongings from my beautiful 18th floor, one bedroom apartment in a hurried rush at the height of the pandemic. I left north with just my plants and two suitcases. Some of you know all the rest that ensued. It was an emotional time.
I haven’t seen any of it in over a year. My furniture. My clothes. My cameras. My art. I know it will be an emotional week and I will be holding space for that as I pack up my life and give most of it away.
This will be a week of long days and lots of takeout. So if any of you want to take care of coffee or dinner this week, I won’t say no! I will be posting and answering messages, but a little less than usual. Each night, I’ll catch up while I relax at the pool.
This is the one of the final steps to close a serious learning chapter in my life.
What a bittersweet relief.
I have some extra photos and videos from this weeks photoset. The extra explicit ones. Think tummy play, full bush closeups, views of my perfect plump pussy. Tip $11.13 to receive early. I’ll also send to inbox tomorrow.
The new moon has led me into deep emotion. The bittersweet balance of letting go and leaning into my new possibilities. Have you felt heavier and contemplative this week?