The day you broke me wasn't the day you attacked me. The day you broke me wasn't the days, weeks or months that followed. The day you broke me wasn't even the hours upon hours I spent crying in my shower. The day you broke me was far worse than any of that... and I can't rid myself of that feeling. I can't take back how small, scared, or broken I felt the minute you came strolling back into my life as if nothing was wrong. As if you had never done all of those horrible things... and I was just…
Imagine you come home unannounced or early one day and notice an extra pair of shoes at the entrance. You wonder about it but don’t make a big deal out of it, until you hear muffled noises from the bedroom. You approach with a mixture of feelings ranging from: “Haha, it sounds like somebody is like, having sex in my bedroom!” to ”WWWWhwaaaaaaaaaaatttt the FFFFFFffuuuuuu*********? Nothing could have prepared you for that reality and because of that, many people choose to not open the door and…
While the use of sex toys has seen an increase in public acceptance in the last years, they still have a stigma attached to them, which has to do with the older generations’ mentality that a man and a woman don’t need anything else in bed but each other. I agree, but throw a couple of sex toys in there as well and you got yourself a party. Sex toys have been used since forever. This is nothing new, but as I was growing up the idea of people using such “vile contraptions” in bed was unthinkable…
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