bridges

Craiggers. I don’t miss the cold bowl of soup that he was, but god damn was the sexual relationship hot. I gave no fucks about him. And he gave no fucks about me. We didn’t waste time texting or chatting about our feelings. We got together, hate fucked each other and went our separate ways. I miss the simplicity of that. I miss no expectations and no emotional roller coaster. Just great sex that was rough and raw and more like therapy.

I also miss HipGuns. He was complicated, but the sexual chemistry was pretty great. He is dead now though, so that’s a bummer.