Pure Filth

Filth, perversions, deviancy, kink: I adore it.

I love to be mired down thick in it.

When I write, I am spilling forth the daydreams in my head that are like a movie reel playing non-stop.

I put forth stories that I would like to crawl into and live, with hopes that others may want to do the same.

Dark desires, fecked up fantasies, all of it makes its way out eventually.

I guess the twisted part is that I go over my scenes multiple times wanting to get as much detail in as possible. I want you to see it...feel it...want it.

And what's wrong with that?