endings

arent endings just doorways to new beginnings?

i think my vow is coming to an end, not because of any temptation, but i am ready now to open myself up to possibilities. it has served its purpose, and im ready now (i think) to go out and dare.

im not a slut about sex because i dont believe that frequency and numbers automatically make me one. in fact, i think sleeping with fp, then sleeping with ansa a few months later isnt slutty. rather, it is daring. and folks, neither of them are any good as lovers, but they each have one great asset. fp has a tongue ring and tattoos. ansa is gifted with a big cock.

now, luro. what draws me to him is his personality. i love how i can be so wild in my thinking, and he goes with it. he is a great mental fuck, although im not fulfilled sexually. we have great chemistry (at least from my pov), there is trust and respect, comfortability to do what we want without fear or apprehension. that, to me, is absolute perfection. the possibilities. the experimentation. the adventure.

if i were a slut about anything, it is probably about creativity and the need to learn. i cannot get enough of writing, photographing, or planning my projects. and with learning, i am addicted to everything associated with it. i become a whore when it comes to these two things. id like to read more again and expand my horizons via words the way i do once.

ah, endings. they make me feel sad sometimes, but i quickly recover when i think of the new beginnings. i am excited at the prospects, the challenges, the experiences. i cannot wait to discover and to create.