March 2009
it's easier to front and say
i’m too busy to spend time with him.
the truth is that i’m afraid the loneliness will swallow me whole and that i’ll fuck him. when i know i shouldn’t. when i know he’s not what i want. when i know he won’t handle me properly, anyway. when i know that the sex will be miserably fleeting, and that i have better orgasms with my hands and by myself.
so, i...
