Once upon a time: A night from the past in 5 parts
He often mocks me like this, pretending ignorance of the hurt he’s caused, treating me as if I’m stupid and peculiar for reacting. It upsets and arouses me in equal measures.
…And nothing hurt: Masochist Musings
He often mocks me like this, pretending ignorance of the hurt he’s caused, treating me as if I’m stupid and peculiar for reacting. It upsets and arouses me in equal measures.
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…