T and I were still together when I wrote this, but things are quickly going downhill. 2 months until we breakup...
Obviously I was missing sex badly – how many times could I manage to write the word in one paragraph?
4/12 I am afraid to live without T but actually sex is a really important part of my creative life. I’m ‘myself’ when I have a sex life. Maybe it is time to breakup. Having affairs is all very well, but I’m not interested in all that. Maybe we are growing apart. He loves to party – I don’t anymore. He loves to spend money – I’m trying to save. He wants to travel – I want to prepare for next year. He never wants to have sex – I want to have sex.
I want someone to touch me, I want someone to kiss me.
Read about the background to my Diary of a Breakup, or read all my breakup diary entries.
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