I hate calling it sex..

...because it’s a lot more than a three letter word and...because she has no idea what it seems to mean anymore.

I feel like something is dying inside of me that I am desperate to keep alive. I feel guilty. Selfish that I’m holding on to this need when she so clearly is content without it. I have no idea what to do anymore. I’ve spoken to her about it so many times. But what the fuck can you do when you get absolutely no response to your cries.

nothing. It’s fucking dead and she’s cool with it. 

I dont know what to do anymore