celibacy
I knew he was into yoga. I just figured his quarter-life crisis was taking even more of a new-age turn. A little more granola than I usually like in a guy, but this wasn’t very serious so I would let it slide.
italy
I was disgusted with myself, with my outrageously (and increasing) promiscuous behaviour.
celibacy
No intercourse. No oral sex. No kissing. No one night stands. No make outs. No dates. Just me.
celibacy
15.) Occasionally touch the skin on your eyelids. Feel that? That's what balls used to feel like.