homage to "hysterical literature" by clayton cubitt: eliza reads from richard siken, slightly disrupted by a remote controlled vibrator
i figured out how to make myself squirt and now i'm pretty much obsessed
braless in (slow)motion
favourite outfit
'let your soul stand cool and composed before a million universes'
perusing my bookcase
one time i got drunk and spent three hours talking to a stranger at the bar about why i love o'hara. actually, that's a lie... i've done that on at least ten different occasions.