As per usual, I begin the evening awkwardly. Sitting on the couch with my vodka cranberry. By which I mean I began awkwardly. The particular circumstances vary. I will hate it, I will want to run home, I will think nobody here could ever find me desirable. This will last approximately half an hour to […]
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There’s this scene from Bojack Horseman with the titular Bojack gazing into his publicist, Anna Spanakopita’s, home. She’s making dinner. He watches from outside, from a distance, and thinks, It’s so sad that when you see someone as they really are, it ruins them. But he’s not saying it’s sad when you see someone reveal
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Not everyone needs a dungeon. But not everyone will need a heart surgeon, either. That doesn’t negate the need to keep one around. I love house parties, too. But it’s a whole different atmosphere. They don’t replace dungeons. Perhaps part of the problem is that we don’t understand the value. A few recent events have
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#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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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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I Am Kinky by the Kinky Doctor Seuss I am kinky when I’m safeI am kinky when I chafe I am kinky when I’m scaredI am kinky when I’m spared I am kinky when I’m comfyI am kinky when I’m grumpy I am kinky when I labelI am kinky whenever I’m able I am kinky
dr. seuss presents kink: are you kinky in a house? are you kinky with your spouse? Read More »
I’ve heard that a million times. “You’re too nice!” Said to myself (in regards to what I do for others) and to others (in regards to what they do for me). I never know if it’s supposed to be a shocked utterance, an insult, or even a compliment of sorts? It often comes from a
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I’ve never had that overwhelming life defining moment. Things just kept happening. That was all. I’ve never had the wedding day, nerve wracking graduation (yes, I graduated, but just bachelor’s, nothing special), or the birth of my child. I’ve had very good days and very bad days. Or I’ve had days I floated on my
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Okay, he’s cute, sexy, whatever. Have I thought about him? Maybe. I’m demisexual- in the sense that I need an emotional connection, even if it only exists in my silly little head-, so I may not have any interest in yours in particular. Besides, you’ll probably never know. Flirting is generally defined by intent– and
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I had a perfect week. I can’t imagine a more perfect week, perhaps an entirely different sort of perfect but not “more” perfect. It’s difficult, with all the pain surrounding us, but I don’t want to feel guilty for feeling, well, good. Happy. Floating in the clouds. Surrounded by love, support, everything anyone could claim
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