My eyes fell again on the lonely dress shoes. Can it be that a man travels to a city and doesn’t hire a prostitute? I wondered. This seemed inexplicable and impossible.
lavonne: Last one.
I had to say no to the horse. Not because I don’t love horses or want them in my life but because I need to leave. I need to be in a different place and I need to be there soon, and saddling myself with another obligation right now wouldn’t be right. I can’t let the running of another being replace my own.
bendmeover: filthygorgeousthings: Otto Stupakoff (F/lthyGorgeousTh/ngs)
In species where females swap sex for food, loose females typically eat better—and have more offspring.
— Olivia Judson, Dr. Tatiana’s Sex Advice to All Creation
guidedbyme: (via civedoancora)
guidedbyme: (via civedoancora)
But it feels pretty amazing to not have this strange burden of feeling like my sexual conquests are not good enough, that they should be more exotic or more organic, and the fact that I’ve never been in this situation or that situation is proof that I can’t attract people or am not good in bed or whatever. Whatever crazy stories I used to tell myself around sex, constantly, to maintain a sense of self-doubt and worthlessness.
