He is my sub, I am his Queen.
I am owned as thoroughly as he. Equally, with different responsibilities and tasks.
Were I to abandon my new scarf by leaving it on a subway, it will no longer be my scarf. Someone else will pick it up, and it will become theirs.
It remains mine only so long as I keep investing myself in it and it’s care.
(Interestingly, the original meaning of “invest” is to clothe yourself with something, to enter into something that you wrap around yourself.)
This writing is now available as a podcast episode! Today’s prompt was inspired over 2 years ago, but for whatever reason, I never wrote it.
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And because if you’re anything like me, you now have that delirium-inducing whine in your head: smiles Last week, for the umpteenth time, someone said
If I’m not all in, willing to see where it will go, I don’t bother. I won’t waste your time or mine. Who can give
So, I’m going to tell you a story. It’s not my story, but I’ve had more than a few of these. I’m sure you have,
I’m one of the lucky ones. I was raised to ask for what I want and need. And I always did in my family. Because
There. I said it. It’s a pretty simple idea: When you are negative, that is the “you” that other people see, and frankly, most people,
“No one has ever loved my pervy mind like you do.” It’s because I love you, and that is part of you. Do you go
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