Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Someone, (who shall remain nameless) seems to think that the possibility exists that I could feel about others the way I do about you. That I might want, or have wanted at some point, someone else to touch me the way you do, to play with my body and my mind.
To possess me completely.
He is mistaken, of course. But perhaps that mistake is more telling than anything else.
To possess me completely.
He is mistaken, of course. But perhaps that mistake is more telling than anything else.
