It’s finally happened, the honeymoon is over, the cystitis has cleared up, and the cats are enjoying permanent residence in the bed. You wake up on Sunday morning when the light starts streaming in, look over at your girlfriend with adoration and maybe just the slightest touch of irritation that she smells like beer and smoke, and you realize you haven’t had sex since before your last period.
Diana Cage on how to fight Lesbian Bed Death. Take note!
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