“When I was about 13-14 I had a wet dream that I came inside Al Gore.”
The hypocrisy reeks.
You will be seen as a sugar daddy.
Her moves were practiced, deliberate. She seemed to be in no hurry while I was close to orgasiming for the first time already.
And it usually happens so innocently. Like it’s not like you sign up for this, ya know? You don’t wake up one day and think, “Gee, I really want to complicate my life by catching feelings for someone who has a 0.000% chance of reciprocating!”
My mom actually felt scared when I told her that I’m a lesbian. She was afraid for my safety, afraid for the things I might encounter, afraid of the prejudices ahead of me.
Clubbing is resistance.
Hatred shouldn’t be natural, ignored, or accepted. It should make you physically uncomfortable.
Sometimes precious and fragile things don’t break. Sometimes things don’t have to end poorly or even at all.