Where's your will to be Weird?

“I long to go on trips, to visit other places. Do not look for one person in me,”

I’ve come to realize that sometimes you fuck people for different reasons. Sometimes you fuck them for the before-sex moments; the teasing, the foreplay, the chase, the heavy tension. Sometimes you fuck them for the actual sex itself; the feeling of being close to someone physically, the pleasure and pain, the pushing each other to different heights, the moment. And sometimes you fuck someone for the after; when you’re both breathing heavy and a little shaky and hold each other and trace each others skin and whisper sweet nothings and talk about everything, because there are no more walls,  you just were as close as you’re gunna be to another person.

Ich will kein Sex. Ich will die Dinge, die dazu führen. Das langsame Küssen, dann leidenschaftliches Küssen, später dieses näher ziehen, die Nackenküsse, das Greifen, Beißen, schweres Atmen, Schleifen. Die Pausen, während wir atmen. Sich gegenseitig fühlen. Dann. Dann will ich Sex. “