Little Field Study

The worst kind of sexual frustration is being lead to believe that someone with whom you haven’t been intimate in three weeks wants to be intimate with you later in the night so that’s what you anticipate but once you get tired of waiting around at a social event you tell them you’re going to head home and they say “have a good night” because they’re caught up in plans with other people. so you cry your way home alone and get a headache from being so mad and you try to take a bath but the hot water tap starts leaking because the spigot won’t go back to neutral position and you spend 10 minutes trying to fix it with no success as it drip drip drip driiiiiiiips until you finally gather the sense to turn off the taps hidden under the tub and you soak for a bit and just let the water drain out from under you giving you this heavy feeling all over you body then you get into your bed and let the fan blow on your wet, angry body and vomit out an angsty tumblr post. Then you get scared that you’re being one of those really awful people who pressures people into having sex and that makes you feel even more disgusting.  

transformfeminism:

gloriousturmoil:

becomingbrielle:

or continue to creep from afar. that’s cool too.

or not exist, haha.

^^

stroke my ego.  stroke it hard.  

(Source: evokercollar)