Celina Carissa
Bio
I have somehow gotten to know myself over a shot of tequila, and the faint breath of lime from the handsome guy across the table. So I welcome you to join me on a journey of relationships, dates and sexual liberation (AKA ruthless hookups).
Stories (2/0)
It's 3 AM, I Must Be Lonely
We had been seeing each other for about a month. I typically pencilled Matt in between mediocre dates and meaningless sex with other men. I liked Matt—we had both a spark and a power struggle that I didn't have with the other guys in my life. A stormy mix of both of our egos in addition to both of our half-broken "just-out-of-a-relationship" hearts, and we were destined for a rollercoaster that I wasn't about to sign up for. Therefore, Matt was my midnight knock at the door, for a glass of wine and witty banter, but no sex...yet.
By Celina Carissa6 years ago in Humans