Blurring the lines of sex, love and passion …and having a little fun!
I took the knife to my wrist and cut across it slow and steady. Yes, it stung, it hurt; and as I looked closer I realized out poured all the words I was too scared to say to you all those years ago.
A love letter coursed through my veins for you; I bled the reality of you and I….
Meandering through Midgard, maybe...
Sexual peak at 18? My take on gaining and maintaining sexual desire and confidence in and beyond my 30s.
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