I think you deserve to enjoy how it feels when you and a partner enthusiastically consent to each other.
I knew nothing about the events of Mrs. America until I started watching the show.
It is the impact I do have, however small, that I turn my focus to. The impact of an average, ordinary person.
But while I can divvy everything up into silly little periods to fit this equation, I know it’s nothing more than a joke for entertainment’s sake, because seven years is such an arbitrary marker of change.
What makes me feel sexy is anything that makes me feel like me. Whoever it is I want to be that day.
I don’t think I’d be able to pick you out from anyone else meeting that description.
Could cooking be as easy as they make it look in my Facebook newsfeed?
I’ve never been good at saying things I didn’t mean.
I’ve gotten used to the winters here, to the rough knuckles and the wind chill.
So what if dating was just like karate?