“I’m quirky, silly, blunt, and broken. My days are sometimes too dark, and my nights are sometimes too long. I often trip over my own insecurities. I require attention, long for passion, and wish to be desired. I use music to speak when words fail me, even though words are as important to me as the air I breathe. I love hard and with all that I have… and even with my faults, I am worth loving.” —Danu Grayson
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Last month was steak and a BJ. This month, it’s cake and cunnilingus. I think I’m really loving spring! smiles One thing to note, though,
Not because it is a “No.” I mean, it might be (quite likely), but I’m not going to pretend to read someone else’s mind. Because
The word of the week is “breath”. To participate, create a 15-word story with breath, breathe, breaths, breathes, breathed, or breathing. I can’t wait to
Back in April, I wrote That ONE Thing You Didn’t Do, which sparked some good debate from both sides, in agreement and against. After all,
I’ve been talking about this for 10+ years. And for all that time, I’ve been challenged by those who believe it’s not possible. And yet…
So I wrote yesterday about labels in relationships, and how I personally feel that they are not useful to me early in a relationship, and
I’m starting early, because I know this is a tough one. I’ve been reducing why for a while. A few years. Sometimes it still slips
I grew up with swinksters (70s and 80s), and the groups of friends they had were incredibly varied in gender, race, age (college towns), and
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