I like pain.
Just that. That simple sentence. It sums up a simple but significant aspect of my life. We all have likes. We are often asked our favorito as cores or animals, simple likes that define us. I like hot pink. I like hyenas. I like pain.
It is sexual, but it can be as chaste as a childhood crush. As kids, we are sexual even without sexual maturity. We can be attracted to the opposite (or same!) sex even without finding them hot, and we have the platonic crushes of cachorro, filhote de cachorro love. In childhood we are thought to be innocent, so childhood sexuality is often glossed over and romanticized as an...
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