" I’ve had some very creepy experiences in Canada. In one four star hotel, I woke from a deep slumber to find a naked man standing at the bottom of my bed, masturbating. The police came and I spent much of the next day wracking my brains for a clue to his real nature. As I was about to leave for the airport, I was thanking the Day Manager Drew, for his taking care of me. As I shared my concerns with him I saw my midnight exhibitionist, and I pointed him out. Drew instantly looked fearful. “Damn,” he murmured. “That’s the Night Manager. "
Clive Barker (via doriandawes)
I am so jealous of pretty camwhore boys who are constantly showing the world their body I can’t even stand it. I wonder what it’s like to even be ABLE to do that? And to know that people WILL be attracted to you and want to fuck you and not demean you the whole time for not being hot enough for them? That’s like a thing. That happens to people. Like knowing your sex partners are actually attracted to you. THAT’S A THING. People are actually going out and having casual sex with people who want to fuck them and not feeling obligated to sleep with anyone who shows interest because it’s all they can get.
Why can’t I process this?
