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Of Disaster Sex
and how you survive through other bodies
I’m someone that has never kissed someone impulsively. I haven’t had a one night stand, it takes a long time for me to let you inside. Now, if we’re going for being let inside me that takes even longer. But, I’ve always lit my body up through disaster sex. This is basically an increase in self pleasure or the complete opposite, a lack of interest in anything to do with giving me pleasure.
I think I’m that person who has no in-between. So, as I wait for my body to catch up with losing the person I always wanted near me, touching me, and entwining with me I don’t think my body wants to light itself up through pleasure.
Disaster Sex Isn’t Just A Collision
There’s other ways, disaster sex doesn’t just mean two bodies combining. It’s also doing things to numb myself to feeling anything. Going out every night until the sun comes back up, drinking excessively, working so that I don’t have a single day off. Working is one of my favorites too because then I’ll just have extra saved up. But, this time I’m looking for more work. This time I’m on call for the one position, but this is our slow time of the season and so it’s just waiting.
It’s taken a long time to admit my self-destructive things. I’d always say it’s worse than actually harming yourself, which I…
