I can't fucking wait to see where this decade takes me.
My perception of you isn't the yardstick by which you should measure your success in life.
...there were moments when my every move stopped being about what I thought would get him excited, and became purely about what was driving my own pleasure.
As a monoamorous person who has dated a handful of polyamorous partners over the last four years, I am happy to say that I have never had to increase or reduce the number of people I have wanted to be in a relationship with to make any partner happy.
If I were a Phyllis, and the only type of "camping" that could work for me was one that included a 24-hour room service menu, 10,000 thread count sheets, and HBO access - then I think we can all agree that it's not really camping.
From the archives: This post was originally published on Fetlife a few years ago. I'm starting to transfer some of those posts over here. This one's hard for me to write. I've started it several times and abandoned it along the way. It's about need. In a previous writing that a lot of you did… Continue reading Yet another essay about want and need and overcoming codependency
I'm craving the escalation of everything. I want kisses with teeth. I want hugs with claws and texture. I don't want to be led, I want to be thrown, forced, and taken.