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28 February 2012


Mike P.

Nice read as always.


I'm not ashamed to admit that I originally came to your site looking for smut, but what I found (outside of really good smut) was an articulance and beauty that I really wasn't expecting. You express yourself with such honestly and flourish that I can't help but admire you for it. I've spent hours reading your blog and am frankly concerned by your abscence. Tis not because of some selfish, voyueristic, desire to have you make more posts, though I'd certainly enjoy it if you did, but concern. Maybe blogging isn't the right outlet for you anymore and you've moved on to something different; nothing lasts forever. It's just that I have a kinda depressive personality and I tend to assume the worst.. I would just like you to reply and make sure you're not dead, suicidal, hit by a truck, had a meteor smash into your house, drugged out of your mind, were attacked by wild dogs, went to Euro 2012, etc, etc.

chelsea g. summers

Oh, Stan. Not to worry. I just haven't been blogging.

I really should.

You can always check to make sure I'm not lying in a meteor-showered ditch of rabid, drugged dogs by looking at my Twitter feed. I'm kind of an over-tweeter.



nice one dude

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