I remember your collarbone, forming the tiniest
satellite dish in the universe, your smile
as the place where parallel lines inevitably crossed.
I remember your eyes: fifty attack dogs on a single leash,
how I once held the soft audience of your hand.
I’ve been ignored by prettier women than you,
but none who carried the heavy pitchers of silence
so far, without spilling a drop.
Can I hide under my covers and eat peanut butter and chocolate and watch reruns of Sex And The City and come out when my life has magically fixed itself? Is that really too much to ask?
I appreciate all the learning experiences, but could you please start teaching me lessons that don’t ultimately require me to lose people?
Anonymous said: Do you believe in sex before marriage
sex existed before the institution of marriage. sex existed before humanity. it’s literally a manifestation of nature that shouldn’t be controlled by cultural concepts. just be safe. and if you don’t feel like you’re ready or don’t feel comfortable with someone sexually, then don’t do it.