By Fiore Amore Content warning: mentions of suicide, self harm I’ve spent nine whole years of my life wanting to kill myself and by god, I did it. “Finally! Suck my dick, corporeal being! You don’t mean a goddamn thing to me.” Or so I thought. Funny thing: I was […]
Oedipus Complex 2.5: Rate Your Kink
with Fiore Amore I will now proceed to rate the majority of paraphilias listed on Wikipedia either “based” or “cringe” on no grounds other than my opinion. Abasiophilia (people with impaired mobility): Based. This is a big win for disability justice. Acrotomophilia (amputees): Cringe. This is just Abasiophilia but weirdly […]
Oedipus Complex 2: This is Not Erotica
Part II of “Oedipus Complex,” by Fiore Amore As I left the studio apartment at 161 Rose Lane, my place of residence, I let out a begrudging sigh. So began another day. It was February, with chills abound on the two-mile stroll to his house. I couldn’t drive, I’m not […]
Oedipus Complex
with Fiore Amore There is no place on this planet more freakish than Middle America. Nothing has been more antithetical to enthusiasm, such potent fuel for that most pervasive disease known as depression. My descent into it was a point-blank stare into the raw id of this country. Convention dictates […]