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Why am I finding everything this person says interesting and why is he texting me so much please THIS IS A VERY BAD IDEA FOR BOTH OF US you’re religious I only pretend to be religious so I don’t fuck over half my relationships and complicate my life I RUN A PORN BLOG AND AM 110% OK WITH ANYTHING LGBTQA+ AND I WATCH SUPERNATURAL AND PLAY VIOLENT VIDEO GAMES AND DON’T GIVE TWO FUCKS pls don’t do this… It will end badly, I’m “bad association” and you don’t want to be close to me you just don’t know it

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People irl think I’m so innocent. I have a religiously conservative family and friends that have no idea what I’m actually into. No, I’ve never had sex with another person. But yes, I probably know more about sex and am into more kinky things than most of them. I’ve done my research.

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Okay, am I the only one..? Watching torture scenes with my parents makes me just as, if not more, uncomfortable than watching sex scenes with my parents. I don’t know if that’s a normal thing or if it’s because I’ve just always squirmed a little at torture scenes but torture seems way too intimate to watch with my parents. Way uncomfortable O.o

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Let me tell you about the moment I realized I had a crush. On the person that has changed my life more than he knows. It was my senior year of high school. I’m thinking it must have been January or February of 2011. I got off the bus, and instead of walking around the side of the school to the rear entrance of the band room, like I sometimes did, I went in through the entrance closest to the bus loop and pushed my way through the halls. It was cold outside. He and I always met in the band room, every morning, like clockwork. But that morning, he was going to the office to get his parking permit. He had just gotten his driver’s license. It was a totally normal morning, nothing unusual or extraordinary was going on. I was walking towards the band room across campus, trumpet case in hand, still a little foggy from getting up at 5:30. When I saw him walking towards me through the students, it was just another ordinary moment, for everyone else in that hallway. But it was unexpected. Our eyes met, and in that moment, I melted. My heart stopped briefly and my stomach twisted, and his eyes were the the most important things in the universe, and as we passed each other and said hi, I smiled, and I didn’t stop smiling. For a long time, I didn’t stop smiling. It was electric, and it never ceases to amaze me. Because it wasn’t a crazy, dramatic, romantic moment. There were a lot of experiences that, by all logic, should be so much more profound. But that morning was important. Maybe not to anyone else, but to me. It laid the foundation of most of the crazy, exciting, dramatic, tragic, and romantic moments I’ve had in my life since. I would likely be somewhere completely different in life and as a person were it not for him, and that utterly blows me away. One look we shared in a crowded high school hallway was pivotal to my life and who I would eventually become. I had no idea.

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More than anything right now I just want someone I can be comfortable around and close to and that will give me attention, and for once in my life not pull away from that person. There’s only one human being I’ve ever felt that way with and he’s just not an option at the moment. 🙁 I want to cuddle and maybe kiss and play around a little, and feel protected and safe and not so alone.

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Off the subject of Denial December for a moment.

I have a friend that I’ve always had a hard time just viewing as a friend. I have managed it… I’ve viewed him as my best friend, I’ve viewed him as a brother, I’ve viewed him as the love of my life, I’ve viewed him as the one person I can get angry with… But my favorite thing he ever was to me was my Dominant friend. Basically friends with D/s Benefits. I never told him I liked being slapped around and pinned down and whatnot but I know he knew. The sadistic look in his eyes and darkness in his voice told made it pretty clear.

This friend and I are currently not on the best of terms, which is breaking my heart. He’s that one person, for me, that comes into your life and totally, completely changes everything, breaks all the rules, and changes your entire outlook on life, mostly for the better. Now we aren’t speaking. But I was being silly and childish, because I couldn’t see why until I confronted him and he spelled it out for me. I regained a lot of respect for him because he was willing to spell it out for me, but I’m amazed, now, that I needed that.

For two years, and to an even greater extent this summer, he has been helping me, trying to push me to get away from my parents. It’s not that they’re mean or abusive. But I have never been encouraged to grow up, to move out, to be an adult by my parents.  They are, in their own way, very controlling, and I’ve always conformed a little too much in order to keep the peace. This friend and my sister-in-law are the only people that have really encouraged that I get another job, move out, and learn how to adult. I, being the little shit that I am, kept resisting change because it didn’t feel like the right time.

Well, it feels like the right time now. It is the right time now. I’m sick of pretending I believe everything my parents do, and I’m sick of sneaking around or lying about things they don’t approve of. Stupid things, like hanging out alone with a guy, or dressing up for Halloween. And I guess my friend is sick of it too. I want to be mad at him, but honestly, he’s been dealing with hearing about it for two years, and trying to help me get out of a rut, and dealing with me slipping right back into being comfortable where I was every time I started to make progress. He made it clear that he’s tired of hearing about my parents and I have to grow up before we can be “okay”

I probably shouldn’t think of that as another Dominant thing he’s doing, but honestly, that and the prospect of getting our friendship back are big motivators for me pushing to make progress. I’m making sure I don’t miss the point that it also needs to be for me before anyone else. But the truth is, he is one of the most important people in my life, and right now, I really miss him. I miss him being my friend, I miss him smacking my face and calling me slut in greeting, I miss his absolute unpredictability and spontaneity, I miss his depressed side that doesn’t really want to do anything, I miss him looking at me like a predator, backing me against the bed, pinning me on it, and tickling me just to prove that he still could.

So, yes, sir. I will grow up. I will take action and I will show progress. I know apologies don’t mean a lot anymore, because I apologized too much when I didn’t know what I was apologizing for. I messed up bad, and you’re right, it is time for me to be an adult. I’m deeply sorry I didn’t realize what the issue was sooner. Thank you for finally being straight-forward with it about me. I refuse to fall back into complacency!

sorry, this isn’t a very sexy message, but I’m a bisexual female and while I wouldn’t mind being in a relationship with a man, but the idea of having sex with one repulses me a bit and I’m just very confused. Have you heard of anyone with similar feelings? Again, sorry if this downstairs make sense but I’d just like answers :/

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femsubdenial:

lovingdenial:

femsubdenial:

Hi there! 🙂

I’ve seen that, usually in women who’ve had sexual abuse in their past. I’ve also seen the other way around, where a heterosexual woman labeled herself “bisexual above the waist” because she liked kissing, and boobs, but just wasn’t into vaginas. For that matter, I know a married lesbian who thinks men’s bodies are sexier than women’s bodies. Sexuality is realy strange, sometimes.

I have no idea what you’re going through so I don’t have much advice other than to say that until you know more about yourself or are fairly satisfied that there aren’t any more answers, being confused is a healthy response. It’s much better, in my opinion, than having no questions about it.

Since you’re asking me, I’ll assume you have an interest in BDSM, too, so I also want to tell you that in the BDSM communinty there are some people who want sex with their kink, and others who just want their kink and sex is very exclusive. Also, sex is very rare at your average BDSM play party. (.. at least near me. That said, some parties are better than others.) This is one reason why one friend of mine doesn’t like to play at parties; she wants sex if she’s going to play, and doesn’t want to fuck in front of people. For groups of people into spanking, I’ve heard that in some groups you’re not even allowed to take off your underwear unless you’re behind closed doors. It’s that way at the parties of the spanking group near me.

Please come back in a few days and see if anyone has reblogged with comments. Perhaps someone else will reblog with their own thoughts.

I was confused for years. I thought I was bisexual. I can fall in love with a guy or a woman. I am even more physically attracted to men. But I never couldn’t stand the idea of having “normal” sex with them. I thought it would change with age. It hasn’t. There’s no abuse behind that, it’s just how I am. I declared myself a lesbian; there I’m comfortable with all aspects of a relationship.

Later, thanks to the internet, I realised I am and always was interested in kinky side of men! I definitely like having male friends, sometimes I need a hug from a guy. Then I skip the whole romantic and vanilla part. And then I find myself wanting to dominate a man, or, if I really trust him, being submissive to him. Again thanks to the internet I found out there are men whom I’m compatible with, and got to know some guys, and spent good times with them.

In my opinion any feeling is OK. There are so many variations. Sometimes even labels don’t fit. Am I biromantic, when I’m able to fall in love also with a man but I’m not interested in dating? Am I bisexual, when I’m attracted to men, too, but I want only “weird” sex with them? Who cares 🙂

There were a couple of responses to this ask, all awesome, but this one is my favorite because of that last paragraph! Labels should be used as shorthand, not constraints.

I don’t know why I didn’t see this post before, but thank god for it. I didn’t realize there were many people out there that felt this same way, and this makes me feel a little less weird and alone… Although just to add to this, I also consider myself demisexual, and that expands out to who I feel comfortable getting kinky with…

I’m attracted to both guys and girls, and sometimes I lean way more towards girls, and occasionally it’s guys I really get the hots for, but I’ve only even been really into one person, to the point of being willing to be totally submissive with him. Other than that, I’ve just never been truly attracted to someone or had a desire to do anything sexual with a person.

People don’t understand it and it’s very frustrating. I even have a hard time understanding it, because I feel it would be a lot easier if my sexuality would just be “normal”. But then I remember that there really isn’t a good standard for “normal” anyways, and it might make finding someone to be with a little more difficult, but I’m still great and honestly I don’t *need* to be with someone to be happy.

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I don’t post personal stuff on this blog very often but DAMNIT. I woke up this morning after a dream that left me happy, but frustrated and considerably less than satisfied.

Urgh.

Now I’m all restless and bothered and trying to focus on working and I just have SO MUCH WANT right now D: