When’s the last time you texted him, just because?
Because your brain never switches off, no matter how much you want it to.
It sounds counterintuitive, but hear me out.
My sister celebrated something that resulted in a level of devastation I’ve yet to recover from.
I don’t feel the need to perform gymnastics in the bedroom anymore.
It changed everything.
It’s not fat sex. It’s just SEX. Human sex.
I remember the moment it hit me, like a punch in the gut.
Love lessons from mermaids, hookers and Gérard Depardieu.
Open marriage has its challenges, but personal time outside of being a parent is a great reward.
I’m always surprised when someone blatantly has sex in front of me.
Books are cheaper than therapy.