Comments on: she’s a naughty girl with a bad habit

By: dinOS X

dinOS X — Thu, 29 Jan 2009 16:47:32 +0000

I haven’t viewed your site in a while, and so much to read! I love all your writings, as you probably know ;)

I can’t really put my finger on what it is about why? The imagery for me just seems to be a combination of opposites in a way… like the very mundane mixed with total fantasy, or blunt direct thoughts mixed with very subtle or abstract expression. Whatever it is, I like it. It speaks to me on more than one level, and is smart without being pretentious… which is why I like it! :D ♥

By: Ani Smith

Ani Smith — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 18:39:01 +0000

The poem can’t help having big tits, Jim! The poem developed at a very young age!

By: Jim Murdoch

Jim Murdoch — Wed, 28 Jan 2009 17:53:06 +0000

I came to a similar conclusion as Paul about your shock tactics. I see them as not necessarily something to be ignored but not focused upon. Basically you present up with a poem with big tits and want us to look it straight in the eyes.

By: Ani Smith

Ani Smith — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 19:12:26 +0000

T to the B: Be careful, I’ve heard the brain sludge thing becomes permanent if you read too much of my stuff. ;)

Clarissa: Oh my god yes, that’s happened to me, too! Or when the husband mistakes your tit for his wife’s, you know? [Okay, okay, that was a cheap shot. I couldn’t help it.]

Paul: I’m ashamed to be so inarticulate now, but holy fucking shit, Paul! Thank you for reading and for thinking about it to such a degree. I am flattered and very touched. As to the veracity of your conclusions, well … I couldn’t possibly comment. ;)

K: Doesn’t everyone? :)

xtx: What are you trying to do to me, woman? Phew. Mary mother of Christ, did it just get like 400 degrees in here or something?

Jack: My dearest, Jack, you are good for my below-sea-level self-esteem and therefore more than welcome to stay and say beautiful things all day. Thank you.

AUW: There’s definitely like a heatwave or something. And in late January, too!

By: An Unreliable Witness

An Unreliable Witness — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 09:00:48 +0000

*cough*

So, um, has anyone noticed the lovely weather we’ve been having recently? No?

Hello? Anyone?

By: Jack Smynde

Jack Smynde — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 04:24:19 +0000

Ugh. Breathing fresh and clear can lick my fucking balls. But skin and smoke sound soo good. You’re touching as always here. The baby? Perfect. An instinctive desire; you don’t know why, you just know it feels right (when you get it in your mouth). Deep.

By: xtx

xtx — Tue, 27 Jan 2009 04:06:23 +0000

wow. paul’s comment. nobody writes more than three sentences in my comment box.

‘my comment box’. insert beavis and butthead laugh here.

this was sexy. gave my girly parts a swirl.

By: K

Mon, 26 Jan 2009 23:25:00 +0000

Ohh I do like a good….. pen top between my lips myself

By: Paul

Paul — Mon, 26 Jan 2009 21:35:40 +0000

At first I thought your work, which is undoubtedly well written, was primarily designed to shock but I decided that there was greater subtlety in it than that. Then I thought it was an expression of attitude, an attempt to craft a certain persona and I still believe there is some of that in it. Primarily though I think it explores a certain state of being, an attempt to impose innocence on unfiltered sexuality, a way of removing morality from sexuality. There is a constant thread through it of the youth of the women and their apparent failure to connect emotionally or morally with their behaviour. I think, having read your writing over a period of time now that I can respect the craft and the beauty of the form whilst remaining uncertain about the purpose.

By: clarissa

clarissa — Mon, 26 Jan 2009 20:16:47 +0000

I’m always slightly embarrassed when a baby mistakes my tit for their mother’s tit.

By: tyrell augustus bluesmith III

tyrell augustus bluesmith III — Mon, 26 Jan 2009 17:07:48 +0000

I totally like your writing. I’m trying to think of something witty of funny to type right now but my brain is sludge.