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Notes to my younger self

Desperation is never sexy. Hunger – particularly specific, particular hunger – is sexy. Confidence is sexy. If I feel hot,[…]

Skirts, dresses, yoga pants, shorts, what’s not to love? When I was in college, there was a sort of mini-trend[…]

I’m not a big fan of writing challenges, but one of Cammie’s recent posts inspired me. She wrote about what[…]

For me to be aroused, to want to have sex, I need so much more than your hot body splayed[…]

I’m intimidating. I’m told that, over and over. This always amuses me. If you met me, you’d chuckle at the[…]

I’ve written it before. I’ll write it again. There is nothing more determinative of my attraction to you than your[…]

I just read, at the suggestion of a friend, All My Friends Are Superheroes, by Andrew Kaufman. It’s a quick,[…]

A few years ago, I met someone with the same name as the one with which I was born. Not[…]

You young’uns don’t remember them, but before there was the interwebs, there were personal ads. In every town, an alternative[…]

I have no idea if I have herpes. I’ve never had an outbreak. But I assume I’ve been exposed. You should assume the same, I imagine….