Facets and faces

Sex on Tuesday

I love sex. I love all its facets and faces, velvet touches and carnal ferocity and gushing wetness. And if I’m not fucking you or you’re not fucking me, then fuck your thoughts on who I am.
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Perfect strangers

Launching into Limbo

Plus it really didn’t seem all that “adultlike” to me, having my parents hang around. In fact, the thought of them being familiar with my friends struck me as rather juvenile.
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Love, language and cigarettes

Off the Beat

Platonic love is a slow, sustained burn with bright flashes of color, like throwing salts into a fire. By necessity or otherwise, I think queer people have always known this
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Party for one

Sex on Tuesday

But sometimes I just want to make out with a cutie, get their number (or not), and go home to masturbate and sleep in the comfort of my own bed. 
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2 years

Transfer Talks

Community college was supposed to take two years for the average aspiring transfer student. That average wasn’t going to apply to me.
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Inside talk

Launching into Limbo

As in other families, a discussion of ours does not pass without recalling some memory the four of us share.
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Sexually active

Sex on Tuesday

I still hear that nasty homophobic inner voice from time to time, but I can ignore it much better now. I can make the first move confidently and it’s not as scary as I once thought — especially because I know someone’s probably going to end up coming that night, as long as I actually start the conversation.
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It’s humbling

Transfer Talks

My grandparents came to the United States for better economic opportunities. Their immigration gave my parents access to better basic education.
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The In-Between

Launching into Limbo

The In-Between I’m talking about is stranger than any paranormal universe and more treacherous than a warped space-time continuum. Well, maybe not.
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