sometimes i forget how much i like women. sometimes i forget that lips are not just lips and there is a touch that comes with being a truth seeker.

on a date recently, i was trying to explain why women make me nervous. it is perhaps because men are not truth seekers. they know what they want to hear and this is what they expect. women know what they want to hear and they also want the truth. the area between these two places makes me nervous.

(yes, yes, you are thinking, "but alex, why do you generalize so extremely?!" don't worry reader, it's ok, i'm aware that life is not a binary system, no matter how much easier that would be.)

it makes me nervous when i am with someone who really wants to make me come.

it makes me nervous to be with someone who can take control so easily because i so readily give it.

(yes reader, i am a prejudiced asshole. when a man opens the door i wonder why he thinks i cannot do it on my own. yet i seek a butch women to carry my groceries, a handsome boi to open my jars. I'm afraid there's nothing hotter than a woman giving the boy nod. nothing makes me giggle more than a strong woman wearing a tie.)

alas, the tickly/giggly/nervous feeling makes me want to bake.

"all human beings connect sex and love. except men."
-rosanne