
i think it has something to do with the way that repression and being closeted just kinda utterly destroys your brain. like as soon as it’s over there’s a (fully understandable!) feeling for a lot of people that you need to be as hedonistic as possible and make up for so much wasted life. guilty of this myself ofc.
I felt that too, but I just don’t think I would feel comfortable being in a relationship with someone who actually then went out and did a bunch of promiscuous shit. Part of being a person is self-control. I have fantasies of 5 people using me at once, but also I don’t want to get desensitized to sex or not see it as something incredibly important, exclusive, and loving at the core no matter how kinky it might be. And I’d need any partner of mine to still have those feelings about sex too.