“Boys are just boys after all, but sometimes girls really seem to be the turn of a pale wrist, or the sudden jut of a hip, or a clutch of very dark hair falling across a freckled forehead. I’m not … Continue reading
In a chance disagreement with an ex-(almost)friend, I proclaimed that some of Shakespeare’s lines are the most cliched phrases used. For example, ‘What’s in a name?’ or ‘Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears…’. Hamlet is one of my favourite … Continue reading
I dread having to pretend to want him. I dread having to pretend to want to fuck him. I dread having to make the first move, every single time. I dread having to lie there naked and coy, seduction personified, as proof of … Continue reading
And a powerful quote on sex. ” It’s called fucking for a reason. I never wanted a boy afraid of breaking me, I want a man that will grab my flesh firmly and fuck me properly. ” – Cicciolina.
What’s with these ‘I’m happy to be a woman because…‘ forwards? On one hand you go around proclaiming you don’t need a guy to open your ketchup bottles and on the other, you are happy to be a woman because … Continue reading