I would if I could Crawl up inside you, and wear your skin like a t-shirt. You’re so pretty. I want to be wrapped up in you, surrounded by you. I would make a home inside your skull, Curl up on your brain and fall asleep, So I could dream your words, Memorize them and…
I’ve never really gotten off on pain, and for a long time I thought my masochist button was broken. I felt like I wasn’t a good bottom because I couldn’t handle impact pain. It took some time before I realized where my thinking had gone off course. Impact pain. I have had a few impact…
“Time, mystical time Cuttin’ me open, then healin’ me fine” Time is a funny thing. They say it heals all wounds, but does it really? I’ve spent a lot of time in the past year tending to my wounds, the little scratches that annoy the surface of my skin, the seemingly small punctures that fester…
I must admit, I’ve felt disconnected from the sex blogging community lately. It’s been a strange feeling, almost like a slow break up. The kind where you’ve been dating each other for a while and you really get along, but then life just seems to keep getting in the way and you slowly drift apart….
A friend of mine recently told me to think about the lessons I have learned from my failed marriage. He reminded me that every relationship teaches us something about ourselves, and he suggested I think on it, figure out what I could get out of that experience. Then my therapist suggested nearly the exact same…
My future was so clear, so perfectly laid out and planned. I didn’t have any questions about where I was headed. There was a Ring and a Man and a Forever, and I was comfortable. Now all of that has changed, and it has me questioning everything. Is Forever even possible? I know it is…
‘Cause you remind me every day, I’m not enough, but I still stay. It was June, not July, when she sang to me for the first time. Her voice was beautiful like birdsong, it went straight into me and reverberated against my ribs, my lungs, my heart, and I fell in love with her all…
Things keep getting worse. Looking at the timeline and how much things have changed since it all started, it could almost make my jaw drop in bewilderment. Almost. Because, when you’re dealing with someone whose mental health has taken a quick and sharp nosedive, you start to get used to being surprised. A while back…
CW: Divorce, suicidal thoughts I’m living in student housing right now. It’s an off-campus apartment filled with students off from classes for the summer, they have parties and hang out by the pool and walk their dogs with solo cups filled with White Claw and vodka. But, who am I to judge! My solo cup…