Thank you was never enough

I always said, "thank you", to D. But, looking back, it was never enough. I never cared about beauty. Sometimes, I didn't even see it. I know it means a lot to many men and women. D. was a big woman, not especially fat, but tall and large-boned. She was a special lover, inventive, creative, intuitive, supportive, there just aren't enough words. I felt safe to try new things I had not experienced before, to say anything, to let go of everything, to be complete. We didn't love each other, and we lived different lives, but I always think about D.


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Mar 20, 2023 at 7:07pm

Didn't love each other? I've found sex without love and extreme mutual resonance to be increasingly off-putting and just 'wrong' feeling over the years, to the point that now it tends to feel ... like it actually fucks up the energy expression, epigenetic expression, microbiome and virome of the bodies, energy fields and consciousness (and future procreative states and expressions) of the one(s) engaging in it.

Not that I've ever had physical sex with another person before yet in this current incarnation, so "what do I know", right?

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You didn't love each other?

Mar 20, 2023 at 8:49pm

No surprise there dude, two dunces who are also extreme narcissists are only ever going to love themselves.

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Mar 21, 2023 at 8:56am

Oh this is nice. Can't remember the last time initial posts were allowed here. I miss the old confessions when this was normal. Can be stalkerish, usually wasn't.

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