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Forgot about these gems 🤷🏻‍♀️😂 Eating apple pie over the counter at my friend’s apartment in Chicago. December 2019.

Water me I promise I can grow tall When making love is free

There’s a theme to all of these photos, surely. 😂 Happy 4.20 It doesn’t matter to me if you are annoyed by weed culture or if you want to see it legalized but just don’t like it for yourself. I’m grateful to THC and CBD for assistance with my mental health and the soothing of my body’s aches and pains. It’s impossible for me to open a package of grass in a branded glass jar and not think about the people sitting in prison over something I just got a “first timer deal” on. After the accessibility I have witnessed in California the last decade, I look forward to seeing continuous changes in this country in regards to cannabis. Featuring photos by @kungfubreakfast @juliland

Chop vegetables, speak to no one. 🥕 🥔 🧄 🧅

The blues. 1, 2, or 3?

Photographs I adore from 2017, taken by Owen Gray. More on my 0nlyfans (still discounted) where I post new exclusive content as well as throwbacks and previously unreleased behind the scenes photos and clips. It’s also the best place to DM & chat with me! Xox

I miss hanging out.

Stay at home.

tender

Out of quarters and clean sweatpants? No problem. Vintage nighties and slips can be worn all day and feel both fantastic and regal. More goodies on 0nlyfans every day.

Chamomile bath & coffee.

The World is Our ___ @thiswilldestroyyoumusic photo @kungfubreakfast

𝗪𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬:::⁣⁣ - 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞⁣⁣ - 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧’𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞⁣⁣ - 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐪𝐮𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞 ⁣⁣ - 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐞⁣ - 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 ⁣ - 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐛𝐬𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 $𝟓 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟-𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐨𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 💁🏻‍♀️

Excited to release all the new content and customs I’ve been shooting to o n l y f a n s subscribers. Hope you’re all staying safe, healthy, and cozy.

New glasses, online classes.

I hit up makeup wizard @alondraexcene to paint my face for my first girl/girl scene in six years with @sovereign_syre (release tba on our premium pages). I’ll be looking forward to being able to do more of that when things improve drastically. For now, solo content. To slide into my DMs, subscribe to my O n l y f a n s for $5.55. We can talk customs and have fun live chats in the meantime. I know this has an effect on us all in some way so remember you’re not alone. ❤️🌹💋

It’s a strange time. Stay inside if you can or avoid crowds and limit social contact while enjoying a walk outside. Be careful. Stay healthy. Wash your damn hands. Rest. Read a book. Photo @kungfubreakfast

Quarantine with #Wolverine. @kungfubreakfast join my quarantine over at... you guessed it! Only faaaaaaaans

Hey, hey baby, when you walk that way Watch your honey drip, I can't keep away

Feeling alive in my sovereignty. Happy Women’s Day, babes🌹

When you feel pretty and the natural light is 👌🏼 👍🏼 Running deals on 0nlyfans subscriptions (link in bio or on twitter) as well as on custom videos for my OF subscribers this weekend 💁🏻‍♀️💋

Good witch, bad witch Clever words in a fix Drawing up plans just to scratch an itch Crossed by those you’ve loved Cursed when you held on too tightly Fleeting just like a dove Love is perhaps best held onto lightly xo P.A. 📷 @kungfubreakfast

I’m grateful for achieving the rest I so badly needed during this short low-key trip. I’m grateful to my friends for being there for me all the same when I’m at my best or at my worst. I’m grateful for dispensaries in San Francisco with attached lounges to smoke in when you need a break from walking in the wind.

Will you be the one to take a chance? Have demands, spill your heart Will you be the one to take a stand Make the girls dance Spill your thoughts Will you be the one to take a chance? Have demands, spill your heart Will you be the one to take a stand Make the girls dance Spill your thoughts, will you...?

Wherever I go, I will find an old tree to hug.

All We Ever Wanted Was Everything

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐭—𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥'𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.⁣⁣ 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐮𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞.⁣⁣ 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞! 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐞?⁣⁣ 𝐋𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐈 𝐬𝐧𝐮𝐟𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠,⁣⁣ (𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐡𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐥𝐲, 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐮𝐭𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫.)⁣⁣ 𝐃𝐨 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟?⁣⁣ 𝐕𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟,⁣⁣ (𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐠𝐞, 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬.)⁣⁣ 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡, 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐨𝐫-𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐛.⁣⁣ 𝗪𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐲'𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤? 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐫?⁣⁣ 𝗪𝐡𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐤 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐦𝐞?⁣⁣ 𝗪𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐤 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐞? 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞? ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ excerpt from “Song of Myself”, Walt Whitman

Every day, I wake up and try to be a better me than the day before. Some days are harder than others. We all have flaws or insecurities we may not show the world. Bad days we don’t want to talk about to the public. For some of us maintaining a “brand” there may be a fear of coming off “too negative” or being judged. Well, fuck a perfectly curated grid and fuck toxic positivity. That is not me. I am not perfect, my life is not picture-perfect but I do not always share the difficult or “ugly” with social media. It is important to me to maintain authenticity and part of that is sharing vulnerable parts of myself. If you know me in person, chances are you’ve experienced this transparency to some effect. I am not here to be fake with you; things have been rough as hell the last few months. I remain grateful for much of the good as well, including my support system of amazing friends & loved ones. I’m devoted to the continuation of my own growth, healing and learning — my hope is that in some small way, I might help another do the same. I am more than just a face on your lit up screen. I’m a human being with her own thoughts, emotions, and experiences just trying to learn from them and be present for as long as I have the gift of life here on this planet. I have always worked multiple jobs or trades both in and out of sex work, but my passion has always been found in writing and in expressing my truest self. Continuing the work I was doing with Dr. Amie Harwick means maintaining my boundaries, consistently working on my communication with others, opening up when it matters, and showing up for those I care about. It also means that soon, I have to contact other therapists and go through the consultation process and eventually explain my entire life to someone new. The concept of that is rather daunting when I had found someone skilled in the profession I could trust so much and who gave me the rational advice and validation I often sorely needed. I know I will come to find the right fit, but no one can really compare. We need more therapists with enormous hearts devoted to sex positivity and advocacy for sex workers. (Continued in comments below)

RIP Dr. Amie Harwick⁣ ⁣ Her soft voice guides my attention and my eyes find her in today’s fashionable but professional look of a blouse, blazer, slacks, and heels finished off with an effortlessly chic bun. She flicks the light off next to her name. “Come on back.” ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ I settle into her office, breathing in the candle she has burning and the smell of my latte. I prop myself between a few large pillows and sigh.⁣⁣ “How are you feeling today?” she asks me.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ Amie was my therapist and she helped guide me through some incredibly dark moments over the last couple of years. She listened to my stories of trauma, abuse, and grief patiently. She asked the right questions. She occasionally could make me laugh just from witnessing her reaction to something I’d just said. She was warm, but always professional. I’d tell some ridiculous tale and say “Now isn’t that some shit, doc?” ⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ She understood. She gave resources. She expanded her knowledge constantly to better serve others. One of the last sessions we had, Amie smiled at me and said I was doing well despite everything being thrown my way. She reminded me of my perseverance and how far I’ve come and she smiled. I sat in those sessions for my own growth and accountability. ⁣I told the truth even when it was difficult to admit to her, but I knew I’d be doing us both a disservice to the process if I didn’t. ⁣ I know some people I am acquainted with knew her on other terms and I’d have gladly been her friend too if we’d met under other circumstances, because she seemed like a great friend. I’m grateful for the time I knew her and I am glad she was my therapist. Amie sat across from me doing something she did very well and devoted her life to. I never felt judged by her for any of the bizarre things I shared and I always left my appointments feeling a bit lighter than before, more filled with hope.⁣⁣ ⁣⁣ She did not deserve to die so horrifically - a woman with the knowledge and resources who took steps to protect herself still was not safe. We had a session scheduled for today and I gazed at it in my planner just moments before I saw the tragic news. ⁣ ⁣⁣ “𝘚𝘦𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘹𝘵 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘈𝘮𝘪𝘦.”

I always feel great after a fresh cut & style. 💇🏻‍♀️Thank you @courtelizabethxo. 💋 Swipe to the end for the bloopers 💁🏻‍♀️

Here’s to hoping your Valentines was only the fun kind of messy. Be mine ❤️ by clicking the link in bio and subscribing to my onlyfans page to interact with me and see the uncropped photos 💁🏻‍♀️

Happy Birthday Stevie G. You’ve been a solid friend since day one. You laugh at my jokes even though yours are funnier. This pic at Dante’s from one of my trips to Chicago last year really sums up our friendship well. Love you brother.

I love how wearing red feels. ❤️💋🌹

“I’m not ashamed of what I am – of how I pass through this life. What I am has given me the strength to do it.” “I don’t like everything I know about myself, and I’ll never be satisfied, but nobody’s perfect. I’m not sure where the next years will take me – what they will hold – but I’m open to suggestions.”

Say ‘what’ again. Say ‘what’ again, I dare you, I double dare you motherfucker, say what one more goddamn time!

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I know you can be overwhelmed, and you can be underwhelmed, but can you ever just be whelmed?

My onlyf@ns is 4.99 today - 2/2/20 only. Link in bio to see the rest of this set in red that I love. Photo: @juliland

Happy Friday aka Freya Day aka VENUS DAY. Wear red. Have a ritual bath. Smell a rose or use something rose scented, perhaps a sensual lotion or oil. Meditate. Adore yourself. Look at art. Tell someone you love them. Photo: @kungfubreakfast

Well, that’s the fastest I’ve ever had a post removed from IG. I’ve seen things more taboo with more nudity or violence in the mainstream and all over this app but they delete s*x worker / model accounts left and right. Follow my other accounts (bio) if you’d like to stay connected to me/my work in the event I “slip” up again and get the axe. These photos from #29Rooms in November are very applicable to my reaction.

Down on your knees, you'll be left behind This is the beginning Watch what you think, they can read your mind

Slow down, Stretch. Drink some water. Relax your jaw, Breathe in. Hold it. Exhale. You are alive! Grateful for every breath I take on this planet.

I’ve been learning about my shadow a long time. Lilith She Wrote. I’m a switch ready to flip. Felt like Dark Phoenix in the sky with no resolution near. Learned how to fly but now I have to get clear. Walk at my own pace. Photo @melissa_kimbro 2013ish

I left the house last night so my hot step-daughters could experience their first @xcloakanddaggerx. Fantastic energy on the dance floor, beautiful souls abound. 🌹✨

I’m a Leo so naturally I am very thrilled about how long my hair has grown! Swipe to the last one for the real me.

Felt cute after activating sigils, won’t delete later

A bit of a re-introduction and my first portrait mode selfies for my first post of 2020. I am A nurturer A sex worker A writer A witch An empath A healer I will always be learning and evolving. My goal is to continue to heal so that I may help others. I remember telling my mother that I didn’t want it to be for nothing. I thought maybe one day... I’ll write about everything that happened and even if ONE person out there feels less alone, I will have known it was for something. I was a teenager, crying in a crumpled ball of self-pity, wondering “why me? Why like this?” towards my trauma and struggles. Sex abuse. Trust issues. Bullied about my body. Bullied about my sexuality. Convinced I was always too much or not enough. Asked myself if I was a good person, if I deserved the things that happened *to* me. I lived in a place of victimhood for a long time, mind constantly replaying the past. I am the woman I am today because of my life experiences, but my thoughts and choices don’t make up who I am. How I am is an extension of love, a conduit, a channel of fantasy and healing. Nothing lights me up more than making someone smile, laugh, or cum. For a long time, my hands felt cut off at the wrists. I couldn’t pick up my pen... but why? Self-doubt? Silly fear! Limiting beliefs. I allowed the voices of men who tore me down remain louder in my mind than my own thoughts. I gave myself a million reasons why I couldn’t write. I would write a note in my phone, a scribble on a napkin, journal inconsistently... but I stopped publishing much of anything. Lately it is pouring out of me in buckets, I have to sift through my thoughts. I have to ground myself before I write, because I cannot keep up with my own mind at times. The stream of consciousness flows and I know that these thoughts and feelings have to be put down somewhere. Sometimes the writing is just for me, but often I feel a certain internal buzzing through my nerves. This little zing inside me says “maybe, just put this out there anyway.” - Be creative with me Heal with me Learn with me Grow with me Or stay away from me Souls collide for a reason Time is not real Now is a gift Act accordingly

There’s nothing I can really say to succinctly encapsulate how emotionally exhausting the last year has been. I didn’t even want to post on my feed for the first ten months of 2019 because I was repulsed by the collective sense of urgency to “create content” competitively because I needed it to always have some substance or sense of authenticity for me. Frankly, I also believe it’s also because I simply didn’t want to publicly admit I was struggling and unable to take my own advice. I know I’m not alone in sighing deeply at what has passed over the last 365 days. I know that many of us have been through an intense period of growth and self-discovery. Each step of the way became about unlearning as much as learning. Rewriting thought patterns, unraveling behaviors, forced to shed old skin & grieve lost loved ones. Many of us ended romantic relationships or endured heartache, left jobs, or made a significant change in overall lifestyle and wellness. I want you to know that if any of that resonates with you - you’re not alone and you’re going to come through it. Stand in that power. I don’t believe listing my exact personal hardships publicly is productive for me at this moment, but I have to say I’m grateful to be breathing. My greatest accomplishment this past year might just be staying alive and I’m perfectly okay with that. There was much to be grateful for this year too and I am *surrounded* with love. I have the privilege of my health, a warm place to sleep, loving friends & family, the ability to travel, and multiple opportunities for income. The underlying themes this year seemed to center around Acceptance / self-acceptance. Accepting that it is okay to not be okay. Accepting that I cannot pour from a cup that is empty. Accepting that control is an illusion. Accepting that people could only show up for me as much as they could show up for themselves. Accepting that I struggle with my pride (ego). Accepting when I need help, despite how difficult it can be to ask for. Accepting that lessons will reappear in new forms until I learn them. Grow, learn, evolve, Everyday. (cont’d in comments) 📷 @kungfubreakfast