Fiction and opinions about BDSM, kink, sex and love
It’s 2 degrees outside and the reality of a Lockdown winter is beginning to bite. Generally I’m in a pretty good space emotionally: magnitudes better than I was the first time we had to do this, anyway. I’m healthy, and my flat is cute and centrally heated: I like spending time here, but I’ve also…
Pink when you’re blushing inside, baby Pink is the truth you can’t hide, maybe Pink like the folds of your brain, crazy Pink as we all go insane I’ve never been a huge fan of the colour pink. Call it internalised misogyny, a fear of being lost in oppressive gender norms or reading as too…