Why do I feel like a horse that has been broken by it's rider? I mean, my body is fragile and weak due to my bloody pad. I can't release myself. I'm in a constant state of burning from the fire of my own sensuality. It's hard. If only I could just relieve myself from my own sensuality, instead of pushing myself down and being numb to it.
Desire is everywhere and I'm numb to it. And I'm not a woman at all. I'm just a seal. Trapped in a woman's body.
The end.
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Love From Me
Non-FictionA short anthology about my experiences of being a disabled person living in the 21st Century in Australia. Love From Me is about me having Cerebral Palsy and me coming to terms with it. In retrospect, for people who have known me, you know that I ne...
