Warmth is warmth, meat is meat, fun is fun, pleasure is pleasure. It's all friction and nerve endings anyway, humbug.
Or maybe not humbug. I'unno. Not sure where I was going with that.
Should you have my first flag?
Nah, I'm mostly female biased. Prefer the aesthetics of the form, and less violently annoyed by the cultural baggages. To the extent I'm not something resembling asexual, anyway. Mostly due to the effort involved, and still being within 200 miles of this hellhole. Fucking's not worth the effort, and I'll censor the rest of my thoughts, there. The warmth is, and the trust, but those have much higher barriers of entry and there's complications involved with doing goddamn anything that would actually risk anchoring me to this gods forsaken area. Bleh. Could stand a pet again, but it's cruel to get and start raising one when there's a good chance you won't be able to keep it for very long.
Mostly, anyway. Straight honesty, I've definitely got some sort of something toward that fit Latino/Italian male archetype. Makes me go god
daymn, just a bit. Those and Tchaikovsky. I'd bottom for Tchaikovsky. Or whatever, really. I'd bugger that music happily.
That and, beyond that, I recognize the friction is friction thing. Only thing stopping a person from enjoying most any sort of sex regardless of orientation is the mental aspects. Preference, really. Nerve stimulation is nerve stimulation and it, at the baseline, feels good if done right. So maybe a little need for flag... if I were going to change my sig. (The sig... the sig never changes.).
Well, my day made me pretty sad. Just, everythings all fucked up and there's pretty much nothing I can do about it.
Can't offer much but the condolences, but... y'got those, at least. And most everyone else.