I'm fairly certain that I've mentioned before that I thought I was asexual through my teens. What was my sex drive, I assumed was just a normal feeling, and a craving more for adrenaline than sex. I dated more as a change of scenery than anything, and had no real attraction to them. Everyone I fooled around with when I was younger was what I now know fits into my (admittedly broad spectrum of) physical "type". They were just my friends though, so I didn't think anything of it. However, my dating history didn't reflect that. Sure, my first boyfriend fit the bill, but he had no self confidence, and was incredibly insecure, and so it destroyed his only real chance. I barely wanted to put my hands on him, and he was so sexually closed minded that it was a good thing we only lasted six months. The next few people I dated were tall, but skinny, and again I had no real attraction. It's a good thing they lasted even less time. I was still in high school
My life is such an odd and surreal rollercoaster of kink, mischief, body modification and wonderment. Read along, and see the new pages of the journey that is my life, with all the sex, trouble, friends, family, pain, and adventure.