
Friday
You know when you have that ache, that deep-deep ache that starts between your legs but goes all the way up into the very centre of you, that makes your stomach feel tight and light and shuddery?
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…And nothing hurt: Masochist Musings
You know when you have that ache, that deep-deep ache that starts between your legs but goes all the way up into the very centre of you, that makes your stomach feel tight and light and shuddery?
When I met Kristan, I started to write again. I would come home from meeting him covered in painful marks and emotional bruises, unable to understand why I felt so simultaneously elated and like I wanted to lie down on the floor, cry, and never move again. I found myself lost, unable or unwilling to see the thing that was in front of me…