Daily Archives: November 7, 2026

Emesdig: hebrew slang for- she’s * a real one*

we love to swim. 💋💕💅

Being polydrugged from psych meds can make a person gain a sh** ton of weight its amazing. It didn’t effect my mental health a bit 🙃. Mendy told me im *chunky* without any hint of guilt. It’s one thing if a concerned family member made that remark to me but being that it was my abusers toxic older friend (the one who took us teens into the dive bar yea i felt trafficked) i was beyond hurt and disgusted. He was the same one who called me a *prude* when I refused to *hook up* or *fool around* with my seemingly pious and religious abuser of a *MAN*

people talk alot of sh** we know this. The Pentetach/old testament even has a plethora of false oral interpretations/head Canon have you. This one had me in wonder a few years ago.

a modern *outhouse* im sure Pharaoh would have loved this beauty- who doesnt: convient and easy! Let it rip! 💋🐍

cheers/lechaim ect everyone. And all that Jazz. I love a fu(**d

its the pits man 👨 😪 😩

It’s full circle honey.

Let’s be lovey dovey

Over 20 years

cheers

you grew into the man i knew you would

I was always your cheerleader

you just didn’t have a clue either

until Elana introduced us

You were on the phone

and full of Lust.

even back then you couldn’t resist

I love you forever my sweetheart 💓

Kiss Kiss 💋😘

Kiss Kissss 🪱🐍

We love erotica- ❤️ to another 40 baby

Joel loved to sing and dance. His go-to was Tchaikovsky Concerto 3. He used to swing me over his bony yet muscular shoulder as a kid and Grandma used to firmly demand and warn him: “Joel, your back”. He’d gently place me down on the immaculate white carpet at 744. “That’s enough”- was the epilogue/outro to our performance. I was his *Annie* and he was my *Oliver*. I would often feel like i was a misfit in life. Sure I got along with people for the most part but when I was around Joel, I felt like we were kindred spirits in a way. I wasn’t an orphan like he was, however I understood him in areas im still trying to process. I feel like I experienced my own pseudo-holocaust. Growing up with limited means and traumatic occurrences- i guess i empathized with him. I was the daughter he never had. His prodigy. I will try to continue to make you proud 👏 Joely. Forever in my heart ❤️ and soul~Annie

I hope everyone is enjoying their evening. I forgot to post this *New England* pie 🥧 😳. Its delicious. Back to the table I go! 😘💜💜