A collection of mildly cohesive rants about vaginismus, mental illness, death, relationships and the quest to own my sexuality.
Saturday, January 5, 2013
I Had An Amazing Night
After indulging too much in the beverage of truth, I ran into my crush. I went back to his place, it was very nice. He was very respectful and complimentary, just like the last time. But also like last time, I got too nervous to say much and just giggled mostly. Again we stopped before anyone finished and lay there stroking each other naked for awhile. It was nice. Unfortunately I couldn't sleep well. But still, then he made me an amazing breakfast. I can't remember the last time I had a post sex breakfast (if ever?). It was fuckin awesome. Now I'm just confused. I'm not normal, what am I doing?
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