Abandonment

Maybe Marina isn’t so brutal and sadistic after all…. Maybe I am the brutal, sadistic one.

An inauspicious start to my owning Marina’s cunt for 48 hours.

Same song, different day, AGAIN.

Same song, different day.

It is a safe bet that if you are exciting me, turning me on, making my cock hard, you are not alone.

A brief explanation of some of my sensitivity to rejection and abandonment.

The best news I’ve gotten in years, and I can barely hold myself together long enough to walk through a subway turnstile.

A model swiped me on Tinder, gave me everything I asked for from afar, and then, when we finally met, gave me almost nothing. I was surprised by how much the ghosting stung.

I had a great date, and then, I found myself confronting how much I fucking hate rejection and abandoment. Even as it’s not clear that either is happening.

Being a sex blogger can be hard, but it’s rewarding, in often surprising and complicated ways.