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let me be confused
I’m walking around, and I overhear the words floating in a conversation, “They’re confused.” In my head, I know I’m supposed to vehemently deny such ignorance. “No, they’re not!  You’re confused!” Except they rarely are, if I am quite honest.  Misogynists, racists, idiots.  Somehow, they’re never confused.  No matter how long, rambling, and nonsensical their …

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when you’re polyamorous without the “amor”
I found this comment by an insightful stranger very telling and deserving of thought every definition I looked up on the internet and books said ‘multiple romantic relationships’, every poly person I spoke with did not use the word ‘romantic’. They used emotional, intimate, affectionate, loving … but not one of them (and there were …

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of course there’s a chance they will leave you!
Toxic positivity. Freaking everywhere. I don’t even know where to begin to handle the problem.  I hear a lot of people say, “If I did let my relationship become non monogamous, my partner would leave me.” A lot of people will tell them, “No, no that’s not what ENM is about! That’s not what will …

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learning how to hurt people
It terrifies me, more than a little bit. I’m strong enough to handle anything thrown my way (at least so far, please whatever spirits live above, don’t take this as a challenge!)  I’ve got the financial security to protect myself (money buys everything, including the safety and happiness of my munchkins, which means my own …

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wanting other people doesn’t mean you’re less perfect (*spoilers to Undone Season 1*)
“What is wrong with me,” the sister queries through her tears as she confesses to cheating on her fiancé with a bartender. “Nothing is wrong with you,” Alma reassures her, “You’re human. You’re not perfect.” I appreciate the sentiment, but I think she deserves a little better than that. I wish I could slip into …

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nice to meet you, i’m childfree with three children
Hello, have we met? I am a proud, child free not a mother of three. Nobody wants to be with me, don’t you know? I am totally single. Except for my master of twelve years with whom I share a home and a life…my play partners…my intimate friends. But, really, basically single. (It’s true, too, …

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“she doesn’t get to feel traumatized!”
“She doesn’t get to be traumatized!” My munchkin and her biological mother have a strained relationship.  I’m not going to explain, nor justify, but there’s plenty of reason for her to feel that way about the woman who gave birth to her. I’m cross legged on my oldest munchkin’s bed, attempting to mollify her after …

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you are worthy
you are worthy of being seen, heard, felt, loved of feeling secure, protected, helped, supported of waking up to happy thoughts once in a while of falling asleep, knowing someone’s got you so you can let go of having enough food, a safe place to live, and means to mend a broken 💔 or body …

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privilege of being His second love, the
In the movies, the “best” loves aren’t the first ones.  They sometimes portray it as the last and final love of the movie is the “real,” love, but I’d just as soon stay away from telling someone that their love is “real” or “not real.” “Unhealthy love” or…”unsuited love”?  At any rate, the main character …

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be my nothing
As I lie here in your arms, I stop thinking, worrying The moment could last million upon millions of years If it lasted an eternity, I would be happy I want nothing but the peace within this moment My breath matches your breath, an extension of your self My mind is blank I am empty, …

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long overdue pleasure, a (erotica)
Ouch, stupid her, leaving a stray Lego piece on the floor. She could not do a single thing right today. What was she now? Without him, she felt lost, falling apart. She picked up the Lego piece. Only toy she’d bothered with lately. She hadn’t so much as touched herself in a month. She glanced outside. …

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waking up with words
woke up this morning, my head full of words from dreams, maybe it’s how I know I’m a writer i can’t stop the words when i’m out with friends, at a restaurant halfway through a conversation or a page i struggle with reading, focusing on the pages that’s funny isn’t it? but every word spawns …

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leaving them behind
#isolation I hear some women talking about the men who left them. Some men talk about the women who left them, too. It feels nice. I would like that to happen to me. For my demons to just move on, disappear. Mine like to stick around, for whatever reason. I don’t know why people complain …

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master sleeps with his teddy bear…no, titty bear…no, tiddy bear?
Every night, master wants his tiddy bear. He’s not normally affectionate like this. Kitten turns her people cuddly that never were before. But now they need it. Master mostly doesn’t desire touches. He does it, thankfully, for Kitten’s sake. He knows how much she needs it. She tries to be good, too, but she really …

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raging against the storm
#relentless We’ve been fighting for, God, six years now? Longer? I’ve forgotten what we’re even fighting about. But She has not. I felt sure she’d give up by now, if not out of sheer boredom. But she’s been surprisingly resilient. Still stuck in her own story. I cannot explain her, not anymore. I can only …

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forgetting vanilla
I like kisses, but not usually on the lips. No, not those lips, either! Oh, sometimes I do. I won’t say never. But only with a chosen few. I do not wish to kiss merely for the sake of kissing. And when I do, I love the kisses on the forehead. Neck, curves down my body, thighs, …

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