Siddity in the City

…that you’re torn between shouting it from the rooftops, and keeping mum so as not to jinx yourself?
*stupid grin*

A month, really. July tried it’s damnedest to beat me into a submissive pulp. My part-time job (which was in fact almost full-time, though not quite) was insanely busy. I applied and interviewed for other jobs, and then those jobs required complete projects as follow-ups to the interviews and prerequisites to additional interviews. I met […]

It’s a funny thing that, once you’re in, you’re all the way gone, until one day you’re out. But while you’re in you look at the adored, and everything is right. Well, everything except the tiny, back-of-mind fear of the if/when it all goes wrong.
“I keep waiting for the bomb to drop, you know? […]

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But. But.
If at all possible, consider telling the other person that you a) hooked up with someone last night who b) gave you an incurable STD and really, you’re looking out for their best interest.
Am I wrong?
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