I’m proud of my kinks.
I don’t go around shouting them from the rooftops, or proselytizing from the pulpit or anything like that, but I do honor them as an important part of me.
And I don’t feel shame about them.
I am lucky.
I never have.
My parents taught me that what gives me pleasure, and gives others pleasure with me (not just sexy stuff, but in friendship and play as well) is good.
And my kink, by this measure, is WONDROUS.
What about you?
Polyamory and dating more people does not automatically make you better at it. If so, serial monogamists would grow in each relationship, ultimately ending up
Because, let’s face, no one on the internet (even on #DatingSites) cares about you until you give them a reason. And no matter how wonderful
So, I wrote yesterday (I’m trying to write everyday for a while) about pussy privilege, and how I understand it, and the parts of my
Delete the chat. And the texts. And their number. Or add it into your “Total Buttnugget” contact. Block them on social media of all kinds.
I’m not sure exactly where I’ll go with this. But for some reason, I had to write it, and I feel like posting it as
This writing is now available as a podcast episode! When I type it out like that, it sounds stupid. And it kind of is. Except
I wrote last week about how perception changes how we experience reality. A lot of people got it. A few didn’t. They wanted to discuss
Took me a long time to learn this lesson, but now that I’ve learned it, I can’t even remember what it was like to feel
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