Here are the reasons why OF annoys the hell out of me, in case you relate to them — I’ve been wondering for a long time: Why does it trigger me that many women are doing OnlyFans nowadays? It dawned on me this morning: it’s their quitting that pisses me off. It’s the fact that so many women have chosen to make money with their bodies rather than their…

“I can’t wait to have children. Really. I can see myself having them with you. If you wanted it too, I’d probably leave it all behind and start a new life with you.” We had only met two weeks earlier and went on four dates in total. This was our…

A closer look at the emotional disposition humans seek to strike for the most part of their lives, including when they consume content. — A brief response I left to someone’s Medium article restarted a line of enquiry in my mind that I abandoned a while ago. How do we, humans, want to feel? What do we want our emotional baseline to be? Happy? Excited? Neutral?… Sad? It began a while ago when I…

A personal story: You only move on from a past relationship when you enter a new one — I freak out at the thought of a new relationship. I thought I was afraid of the confinement implied by a traditional relationship but I was wrong. Confinement was but an excuse. An efective one, but an excuse nevertheless. …

Brief thoughts about finding the perfect love — I once had a perfect love and it ended. If it’s perfect then it shouldn’t end, wouldn’t you say? But perfection gets boring, it dries up. Perfection is uniform and predictable. And I could have had a perfectly unadventurous life. But yeah, it ended, so I’m looking for imperfection now, I’m looking for people that aren’t easy to accept because they’re rogue like me.

Coral privea pe fereastră în așteptarea fiului ei. Trecuseră trei săptămâni de când l-a văzut ultima dată și astfel de zile erau ca o mică sărbătoare pentru ea în ultima vreme. Nu se simțea singură; surorile lui Al stăteau în apropiere și o vizitau de două ori pe săptămână fiecare…

I grew up in a car, on the road, taking road trips every summer with my family. but I never got my driving licence. I love cars though. They feel faster when someone else drives, though I always complain about it. …

I’m taking a risk by writing in a public place, but one could do things less decent than this in public, so I’ll take it. I’ll do it quietly though, shyly, like a nun; intimately: reducing the window to a tiny box in the lower right corner of my screen…

E un risc să scriu în public, dar cum sunt de părere că pot fi făcute și lucruri mai indecente de atât în public, am să mi-o asum. Într-un mod tăcut, timid și intim însă, cu font mic într-un colț de ecran. Degeaba: am scris în multe locuri, pe diverse…