I'm still working on my fanfic, but I found this random blurb in a file just now and wanted to share. It's just a drabble from the point of view of someone with anxiety about relationships and sex. I dunno. It started sort of autobiographical, then got rather dark. =P
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The minute I fall in love, I start planning my escape.
Love is tricky. It's heart-racing, heavy-breathing, adrenaline-creating madness. It feels exactly like a panic attack.
Lust is easier. It's all about the bod...
Published on April 28, 2012 20:17