I thought of entitling this post, “A Clear and Peasant Danger,” but that was too corny. Besides, he’s actually not a danger because he’s disqualified himself. He chickened out of the talk with Diva and got a little too passive aggressively judgy about my situation, so that was that. He’s…
I’ve moved to a new apartment. After the fiasco with the last one, though this one is a bit smaller and the yard is a floor down from us, it’s a comparative paradise. No cats have died thusfar, or have even tried to escape. Pitzu went to explore the hallway…
It has taken me awhile to sit down and write about it. On June 18 or 19, it was unclear from the posts by mutual friends, the man I once affectionately nicknamed Fester committed suicide by jumping from a window. This makes him the fifth man to die violently after…
Forgetting is so much more difficult when you stay or become friends after a breakup. This is one of the biggest problems with being a closeted demisexual. It’s normal for us to have some sexual tension with friends, but when you hid who you were, you put everything in that…
I don’t know if this is true for other people, but when I’m hot for someone, it’s something closer to being hot about someone. I have a fantasy life, but it is very far out, barely human, and not that sexual either. Even in my writing, I am mostly crafting…
Do toxic people know what the discarded and rejected feel when they inevitably return or try to reestablish contact? I know that decent people who just had a moment of stupid do. It’s why they go about it differently. They go about it honestly. They stay away until they have…
