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I choose for my body to not be inherently sexual. I choose to challenge your perception of what sexuality is. I choose to wear what is right for me and remain innocent of the prejudices and perversions of others.
I choose to reveal whatever I want of myself and not claim ownership of other individuals’ thoughts and beliefs.
The time you texted me after months of silence and took us to a commune in the countryside, after stopping for boutique beers on the way. I got raspberry beer I think, or maybe it was chilli. And walking in the sunshine together thinking about whether we could live here one day, looking at you and thinking maybe we could make it. It’s silly but one of my favourite parts of that day was sitting in your car on the way back and peeling and eating a whole orange with my bare hands. I felt so connected to life with you; real living. Like you could shake the desire for disconnectedness out of me.
I didn’t need to keep my hands clean when I was with you.