The thing that helped me was "let go or be dragged".
Death will happen whether I stress out about it or not. Stressing about it just contaminates the time you have. So I gradually learned to focus more on the "isn't existence weird?!" than "death is coming". And when you really get into the swing of it, your limited time becomes timeless.
Well, that doesn't work for sexual consent, and I guess it would be similar regarding this issue. Informed consent requires the person to be of such an age that their consent is valid. I'm no expert, that was just my initial thought.
We are indeed a bizarre species.
Actually, one of my exes really liked a song called Fuck Me Like You Hate Me. She was also quite hatable. It added some spice in the bedroom, but a high price was paid. I'm not really interested in revisiting that...
I missed out. Damn.
Soup always makes me feel better. Doesn't have to be anything fancy, just something hot and healthy and tasty. And a piece of bread to mop up afterwards.
Spitz means a lot of things. That's why I chose it. 😉
I'm not an overly horny person. If I was, I wouldn't have been disturbed enough to make this post.
Very much like that, yes. But unwillingly. :-(
I know you jest, but the more you think about it, the nastier a curse it is. For example, your crack would always be itchy. You'd never be able to put your clothes away because mold would devour them. And so on.
That's... a much more bizarre story than I was expecting. Says a lot about the integrity of the MSM too. Oh well. Thanks for explaining!
"Don't believe online quote attributions" - Albert Einstein.
I've had a long period of writer's block, regarding songwriting. So I decided to invent a language, with a backstory of the peoples who spoke it. It's a real challenge but exciting to see a language form right in front of you! And since I've been focusing so hard on the language, I've been writing some really fresh sounding music, and enjoying the songwriting process again. I guess I just needed to stop fussing over the music so much.