Musing

I respond really, really well to direct communication.

The ethics of openness, secrecy, and desire — and the icky feeling when someone else gets what you can’t have, precisely because they’re willing to be dishonest about it.

Withdrawal is a suprisingly effective method of birth control. In spite of precum.

The virtuous circle of attention and desire.

Green eyes with flecks of orange, and what happens when you look away.

In which I am schooled by two very sexy baristas.

What is the definition of “dominant”? Well, I don’t really give a fuck. The salient question is, “What does my dominance look like?”

Monogamy is ascendant as a sacred cow, and the fact of rampant infidelity is taken as evidence not of a problem with how we think about fidelity, but of widespread depravity.

What I mean by “respect” is not a universally agreed-upon set of norms. Here’s what I mean.

A brief but firm public service announcement.