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Self,
God, you need to go to a doctor. Because your arm suddenly feel like it's been rubbed all over with sandpaper all the way down to the bone is really not a good thing, and this isn't the first time it's happend.

Sigh.

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Apparently, I was raised with a very different take on sexuality/relationships than many people, because I don't think any of this has been news to me since I was like...thirteen.

http://lesbiansexmafia.org/lsmnyc/bdsm-is-not-abuse/

...also, listening to RHPS, I just remembered that I need to start getting a costume together for the 10% Society's likely showing this semester. I'm figuring I'll go as Columbia, so the hair's no problem, but the rest...hmmmm.