Latest Slutever Posts

I hereby introduce you to Slutever, a new fuzzy, lo-fi garage band with edgy lyrics who don’t give a fuck about stuff. Like we need another one of those. As you know by now, Slutever is also the name of my blog. (Just to clarify, my blog existed long before the band and is far more culturally relevant.)

Meet Manuel Solano, an artist from Mexico City who makes creepy fan art and videos of himself putting stuff up his ass, which are gross but also cool.

This is a story I would not tell you when I was your girlfriend because I knew it would mean the end of us.

I’m pretty open about my love of freaks. As a result I receive an insane amount of emails and Facebook messaged from strangers, pouring their hearts out about all their fucked-up fantasies, sexual encounters and dark ambitions. I also get sent a disturbing number of boner photos (why?!). I’ve compiled a few of my favorites.

It’s one thing to be rejected; it’s another to be rejected by someone you didn’t even want in the first place.

Girl-on-girl moments in mainstream cinema tend to be pretty lame. This is because, for the most part, they exist solely to titillate male viewers, thus end up being really cheesy and bimbo-eqsue rather than erotic or realistic. However, when properly executed, girl-on-girl is the holy grail of boner.

Writing out a list of the qualities you and want and don’t want in a partner helps to focus your mind, thus allowing you to hone in on your “target market.” Apparently.