I spent most of today (or yesterday, depending on how you count) cleaning up my room and finally found my old journal that CJ made me buy and start writing in, so that I could get my thoughts out and talk about bdsm in a way that was comfortable for me and didn’t necessarily require forcing words out of my mouth, which at the time was hard. (It’s ( Read more... )

Have a lot of things on my mind lately, this post is probably going to be a bit jumbled.

In psych class today we went over the definitions of heterosexism and homophobia (I have another post pending in more detail discussing homo- and bi-phobias that came up because of topics touched on in class, but I’ll post that later), and in leaving class ( Read more... )

Because you see, what

Iiiisssss

in front of you is an illusion of truth,
fooling you into believing that this tangible reality,
That you keep trying to touch and taste,
and tease and suck and rape and pull out of me,

Was never. My. Real. It. y.

This flesh and skin, the colours and textures
and the presence or lack there of
hair in ( Read more... )

God grant me the strength to follow my own intuition. This is something that I actually really struggle with, the courage to follow my own judgment, rather than letting individual people push me in different directions I don’t really wish to go. (And I realize this sounds so odd, seeing as how stubbornly contrary, radical and “anti-conformist” I ( Read more... )