Some days, I love my kinks. Others, I could use this well written post to remind me… No one is normal!
The other day, over on the Twitter, a young man (whose account is private, so I won’t say who it is) tweeted the following:
I hate who I am, the things I like… They complicate my life so much and took away what meant most to me. Why can’t I just be ‘normal’…?
This tore me the fuck up. I mean, I don’t know this guy really. We’re both on Twitter, that’s it. But I wanted to sit down and talk to him right then. To give him a shoulder to let it out on.
I have been that kid.
At various times of my life and for different reasons. When I was young (like he is) and regardless of who I was with or crushed on, I couldn’t stop thinking about someone else of the opposite gender. Or when I tried to make a go of it with the one…
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