Paper Thin, Black and White, One-Sided, Insatiable, Insomniac Love

I am an¬†intimacy junkie. Ask my boyfriend. I need it like oxygen. The closeness, the familiarity, the private cozy friendship, the feeling that my feelings are shared. Without it I feel lonely, even in a room full of people. It has only recently occurred to me that the fault of this doesn’t fall upon myContinue reading “Paper Thin, Black and White, One-Sided, Insatiable, Insomniac Love”