I'm struggling. To find my way. To find my place. To find my freedom.
The whore that I am needs to explore, discover, and conquer. I crave so many things. Yet I've found little outlet for my needs. Am I too much? Do I need too much? I often wonder if I'll ever be truly satisfied. What will it take? How many would it take?
I've yet to find answers.
My lover...a complicated mix of safe possibilities and dead ends.
And I tread a fine line sharing with those closest to me. They either don't want to know. Or aren't comfortable with this side of me.
I'm pacing this cage. The need to break out overwhelming. I want to run free and find me.