Ok, well, it's time to realize that casual sex is boring. Or maybe I just reached that edge where I've had enough of it. Sounds like I'm getting older. Sucks!
I'm not poly. Maybe I'd like to, but I'm not. Maybe I'm afraid it's just a metaphor for loneliness.
...and then comes that time when you just feel the urge for something unknown, you want it so much you could just grab the first one passing by on the street and you don't do it just because you still can see that it is not safe (although you live in the safest place on earth). Jeeez... hormones are hard to handle.
kind and caring guys, can you please stay away from my profile? it is not that time of the year for me.
going through my profile and asking myself what's left if I am in an open relationship, but not poly, and tired of casual sex... suggestions are welcome. :)
Also being a pain in the neck, though.
And anxiety is also something I'm reeeaaally good at, to be honest.
Currently a day doesn't start until I have "Sing Sing Sing" by Benny Goodman in my earphones.
lying down no matter where. dancing also.
someone else's body warmth
the sea, cold water
a shower, hot water
- how desperately we need a revolution