tacking

September 4, 2010 at 5:53 pm Leave a comment

I’m not sure on the nature of other’s people’s weaning desires, but to me at least identity is kinda like sailing, you go one way to go another, you tack and tack and eventually by this consistent comprimising of your position, you end up somewhere solid. My major problem is that the tacking of my sexuality is going well, it’s just everything else that’s stuck, as if I am crammed up into the recesses of a pool, unable to push or dive.


A

Entry filed under: media.

Two Sexual Fantasies The exquisite corpse of Mr. & Mrs. Saint Nick

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

Trackback this post  |  Subscribe to the comments via RSS Feed


Calendar

September 2010
M T W T F S S
« Jul   Dec »
 12345
6789101112
13141516171819
20212223242526
27282930  

Most Recent Posts


%d bloggers like this: