For just a moment, for just this moment, my relationship choices mean that I am going to bed alone, when what I want, and even need, is to be tucked in by hands who love me, and shushed when I argue that I’m not sleepy.
Advice, fierce hugs and love punches from a queer on crutches.
Living life on the prairie like a fat babe does
A Human Perspective on Idaho Issues
Endlessly Curious. Always sex-positive.
Sex Educator, Artist & Writer