I'm a writer. I write m/m erotica. Kind of dark stuff, even though in real life I like rainbows and puppies and kittens. Not all at once though. That would be overwhelming.
Day 2. I've had four hours sleep. And so much southwest sauce on that sub that I can see space bending and I think I can taste the future.
I want to love you, BL, but you're going to have to be patient with me since I'm here on the rebound.
You're certainly sexier than the last booksite. Younger, too, and cooler.
It's me, BL, not you. And for once I mean that.
It's just that GR used to let me see other people, you know, in groups and stuff? It was pretty wild at times, but GR was cool with it. Until it got all bitchy and jealous and started talking down to me and stuff. And then it stared saying that my friends didn't know shit, and I shouldn't talk to them, and well, I was out of there.
And you're not like that, BL. You're sweet, I can tell. I just want more.
Groups? Please can we have groups and forums, and then I won't find myself looking over my shoulder, trying to catch a glimpse of GR, that controlling no-good-for-me bastard.