The Last Beating Heart
I don’t know if you ever have days when you feel like you’re the only beating heart in the world.
Body image, Beauty perceptions & standards, Sex, Sexuality, Reproductive health, Physical fitness
I don’t know if you ever have days when you feel like you’re the only beating heart in the world.
The 30s are early midlife crisis after the disillusionment of the 20s.
This is a writing experiment. The model in the featured image is my friend Anmol Karnik.
You should smile more, women are told, it makes you look good. This is said as a compliment but is erasure.
Don’t erase my history and tell me that it’s a compliment. 39 looks like this.
Do you remember your last kiss? Everyone remembers their first. But kisses lose significance as we get older.
It was respite from the morning’s fight, a common occurrence in the horror story I lived in. It didn’t feel right.
Dating app virgins who open with “This is my first time here”. The Indian man is already an unappetizing offering on a dating app. But a dating app virgin?
The 60s talked of free love. Millennials say fuck-buddies or if they want to be nice, friends-with-benefits. How do we navigate our many lovers?
Millennial Free Love Or Old Cheating With A New Name? I’ve written about polyamory before. I’ve known polyamorous people. I’ve been out with some. I have felt a deep connection, even great affection for a polyamorous person. But I’ve also known a lot of men who use polyamory as license…