The Worst Kind of Loneliness
Read MoreThe worse kind of loneliness is when you are with people who don’t see you.
Tag: relationship
On Poly Relationships
In all my years of fantasizing about my perfect poly dynamic, not once did I consider the fact that being poly also means having many more relationships that end.
Pleasure Spiked w/Pain
He’s a fucking hurricane of desire and pleasure and destruction
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Lancelot, I Cannot
I can’t help but to fall
Fall into the taste
of your touch
Tomorrow on the Tongue
Mine was in pursuit of pleasure
A helping hand Read More
The Trouble with The Chase
I’m no longer fucking ugly men. Unless you ignite a fire in my gut, a storm in my panties, the conversation is over. You’re not allowed to “grow on me.”
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the great escape
it’s like there’s a fire
in your gut, but Read More
Modern Romance, Pt 1
Getting back into the dating scene was a bit intimidating, but since my hunger for dick and pussy was stronger than my fear of rejection I jumped on OK Cupid. The app was nothing like it was a couple years ago – swipe culture infected it. I went ahead and purchased the premium subscription so I could see who liked me and who messaged me. Even as an ‘A-Lister’ my prospects were limited. Read More
Hate even numbers
Lay
Beside Read More
I finally know what it’s like to be DP’d
I’m very new to butt play, and for me it’s kind of like learning a new language. I’m not perfect at distinguishing what feels good or isolating specifics when something is inside me. But what I do know is I very much enjoy sensations on top of sensations, the more the better.
Hobbies/ Mutual interests
We don’t have any hobbies
like normal guy girl stuff
that we engage in
together
we just like to fuck
Power Animal
power animal is the brand
she faked it for so long
that it finally stuck
except
with him
with him
there’s no hiding
Throbbing Veins & Belongings
It’s a quiet Sunday morning. The sun plunges in through the window, painting glow worms on your back. Shadows shift with your body, which jerks as you beat eggs. My eyes walk the teeth-marked train tracks trailing from the nape of your neck to your right shoulder.
Intricate Co-dependence
At first we were nectarine dreams and super
nova kisses soothing vacant
screams