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My Promise to You.

Don’t worry. I will fuck you; that is a given.

That is my promise to you.

What is done is done and I have made up my mind. There is no way out now.

If I could stop it, I don’t think that I would.

I want you laid on your back, your legs spread like a dirty whore for me. My dirty whore, my cum slut, my fucking dirty bitch.

Take my love, my precious, my sweet object of desire, my empty vessel, my hollow shell. Take my love and let me pour myself into you.


About Prim Quim

I am an artist and therapist. I work within the themes of sexuality, repression, guilt, greed, contradiction, objectification, compulsion, itches that need to be scratched and bruises that need to be pressed. I am a consentual bruise presser, a boundary straddler and limit pusher. I interview people and witness their lives, I write about what I see, how I feel and all the beautiful fragments that make up my reality. I am the sum of all my parts - some bits move and other parts are static, some bits need oiling and other bits just run and run. I am both subject and object to myself. I am slave to my Art and so are the others who come into my sphere. I objectify and use, interrogate and examine - I need their reality and reasoning to lay alongside my own to compare, contrast, season and gorge upon. Exponent of automatic writing, compulsive self realisation and daring myself to go further.

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