The unfortunate thing about good sex, which I remember experiencing with my ex to a smaller degree and which has been overtaking my mood for days (well, nights, really) now, is that when I have it, I want it again as soon as possible. I crave it. I get cranky when it is not a ready possibility, and I kind of envy "it's been awhile" Maya who is perfectly fine getting herself off.
*massive sigh*
I need to get better at crafting good on-demand FWBs out of hookups. #importantlifeskills
Inside the mind of a kind of quirky, pretty stubborn, way too opinionated, twenty-something, heteroflexible Black female newly employed up-and-moved-to-DC Princeton GRADUATE who's just trying to sort out her life. An uninhibited celebration of all that is me, this blog is an exercise in self-discovery and live-with-your-heart-wide-open-ness. Though I make respect a habit, I will not always be politically correct, and I believe in the power of making audiences uncomfortable to inspire change.
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