I'm tired of playing whore, slut. I enjoyed it for a while, but it's lost the appeal. There seemed to be some unfinished business in doing so, but I've moved past it now. I can't be that girl anymore.
It came to me as I changed my profile in some public place, where I hadn't been true tomyself and was changing it.
I won't stop writing erotica/porn. I won't stop loving everyone. But, I may be off the radar otherwise. You know where to find me.
There is great freedom in letting go. Even if it feels like it might break a little piece of me. It hurts. I love you.
Freedom is not merely the opportunity to do as one pleases; neither is it merely the opportunity to choose between set alternatives. Freedom is, first of all, the chance to formulate the available choices, to argue over them -- and then, the opportunity to choose.