I’m eating bananas Foster French toast with a friend, and she just cannot grasp that my master (well, to her, he’s my “partner”) is with another woman… and I’m OKAY with it. I do not even bother explaining I’m actually turned on. She needs me to be gentle. After all, it’s only breakfast. I know […]
sorry, sweetheart, your pussy isn’t more magical than love Read More »
“Social media isn’t real, anyway,” my friend shrugs. It’s true. It rarely speaks to our realities. Nobody wants to hear that kind of thing, at least not in that context. Time and place, as with everything. I do not spill it all on social media. These people are not my therapist. It’s unfair of me
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
when you’re polyamorous without the “amor” Read More »
Do you want to try a polyamorous relationship for the first time? Open up an existing relationship? Date a partnered person? It’s bother harder, and easier, than you’ve likely been told. Being polyamorous is really no different than any other life. Especially if you have a few life skills already under your belt. Which…it might
I love old movies. Raising Arizona is one of my favorite movies of all time. I apologize if I’m slightly spoiling this, but since it was released in 1987, well, I’ll put that on you :). There’s a scene in the movie where the main character tells Nathan Arizona that he and his wife are
I may be “damaged,” but I don’t need to be alone Read More »
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,
I adore lemon desserts. Lemon bars, lemon meringue pie, lemon cake. Lemons are delicious. I’d often take lemon over chocolate. Life giving you lemons, well, why must that always be a bad thing? I love my life. Easy enough to say, but I do mean it. And it’s all the more fulfilling, not in spite
When you get almost everything you want, you sometimes forget about the little niceties you failed to win. Other times, it’s all you can think about. I’m thinking about it today. Dumb, ridiculous me. It’s the ask, that’s what it comes down to. I want to be happy in our new life. With our two
rain in the desert Read More »
I’m lazy about relationships some days. So are my friends. Random internet strangers. …and who the fuck cares? My cousin is a typical traditionalist who chose the path of least resistance when it came to her romantic life. Something easily understood by her mainly Christian conservative friends and family. She dated the opposite sex. She
God, your relationships are so LAZY! Read More »
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
let me be confused Read More »