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.)
It’s so common, it’s a meme. A feminine-presenting person joins a dating site, and suddenly hot dogs are thrown at them. Offer after offer pours
Labels. We seem to have a love/hate relationship with them. I know that I’ve often railed against a particular label and the constraints I felt
I spent 34 years of my life being pretty disconnected from the rest of the world. I always felt like an outsider. I could make
I speak about Behavior Modification quite a bit, and I joke that the key to understand about it is that it happens whether you intend
What if you suck? I mean, some people suck—and not in a good way. So, better advice is: Step 1: Be awesome. Step 2: Be
In my writing yesterday, @Innermind (on FetLife) said: It’s always fascinating when someone writes about how awesome their lover is when they are together and just trash them
Brrr! I mean, I’ll admit right now, I’m a hot shower kind of girl. Like so hot that it feels like satan himself is fire
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