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  • Whispered Memories

    I often miss the fire of lust. The baited breath, grasping hands, sweat, and the heated silence. Even now I can almost feel the lingering ache of a pair of hands caressing my skin in pursuit of my ragged breaths. My body…

  • Receptacle

    I am not a receptacle for sex. When did you lose all emotion for intimacy? Have you given up on any possible show of passion with me? Once there was a time when we started in missionary; laughin, talking, being silly ami…

  • I believe that we have convinced ourselves to be dependent on the validation of others. We can't/won't/don't believe in our own self-worth unless someone says they see it and believe it too. You can be the most confident…