Disabused

A rave, a resurrection

I’m putting a paywall behind this piece, because it’s of a more personal nature. Your contribution makes it possible for me to give this my all. I’m grateful for your support.

The central story I’ve been telling, or retelling, or reenacting, is that I am a whore. Not a slut, but a whore; there is a difference. Sluts live free, answering to no one, and for those nights when I’ve enjoyed what life had to offer, and met desire head on, I regret none of it.