Yeah, browsing through sex is not the enemy.
Hence, all the sex related stuff I was posting. :D
But yeah. Sex is not the enemy! Why would you place a stigma on something that gives people great pleasure? Well, ya know…besides accidental pregnancy, STD’s and stuff :/
But I guess, like…if you have safe sex, being safe, having sex is okay, right?
Cuz hello! Sex is great. Not that I would know, but still…on that website it seems like they’re promoting like, very public sex or something. I still think sex is a very private thing, but not because it’s a bad thing, I think it’s just meant to be a private thing between two (well, unless they want more, I guess) people.
Dunno where I’m going with this. Preaching abstinence makes me really mad. I know that it flip flops, teaching abstinence and teaching protection, but I definitely prefer the protection way better.
Abstinence is one of thoes things that is great if you do do it, like I wouldn’t condemn you for it, but I think for me as a person, it would be unrealistic. I’m not saying that I’m having sex or am going to have sex soon, in fact, I do have a part pact to abstinence, abstinent until I’m 18. That, to me, seems realistic.
I’m not going to wait until marriage because, well, that would suck, wouldn’t it? Supposed to be the best day of your life, on top of her bridesmaids holding up your dress while you pee, weeks and weeks of planning, and smeary make up. So you go to a hotel or whatever, to what? To have a layer of cells in your vagina be torn open.
Anyway.
Yeah, I think an important thing in a relationship anyways, is sexual compatibility. I’m not saying that this is what a relationship is relying on, but I do think that this is still important.
I don’t know, this is just something that I believe in. That abstinence is great if you can achieve it, but I think for most people, it’s just unrealistic. Why is having sex a bad thing? AS LONG AS YOUR SAFE, and perferably over 18 (._.; sorry…just another thing I believe in :P) then…have fun, you know? This shouldn’t make anyone a slut.
I hate that word. Slut. Oops, sorry that my longtime boyfriend/girlfriend and I had sex. Oops, sorry that I’m freaking attracted to this one guy. Oops, sorry if I want to experiment. Oops, sorry that I’m trying to find out more about myself.
OOPS, SORRY THAT YOU KNOW WHAT? I’M GOING TO BE ABSTINENT UNTIL I’M 18, BUT PEOPLE WOULD LOOK DOWN ON ME IF I SAY THAT I MASTURBATE.
Honestly. Everybody should stop being so fucking close minded. Because that just sucks.
A stigma on sex is one thing…but on masturbation? Really? REALLY?
K, anyway.
I think I’ve become kind of open about this stuff lately. I don’t know. Maybe I’m going through a midlife crisis.
School’s been really stressful lately, and it probably is for a lot of people. When I’m in class, I usually have this huge urge to scream or rip my hair out, or both. I’m just sick of it, I just want to get out of there. I spend entire periods staring at the clock. But whatever, it sucks but I have to deal with it. But oh boy, prepare for the longest two weeks of your life, Connie! Seriously.
It feels like I’m slowly going insane, sometimes it feels like I should just crawl out of my skin, then maybe I’ll find a better version of myself. Sometimes I just want to lay spread-eagle on the ground and stare at the ceiling until it’s dark and I can’t see anything. You know that glaze-y. unfocused, detached feeling? When you don’t even blink and you’re just…there. Blank. Sometimes that’s the best feeling in the world.
In almost every blog, I always say “I think I know myself better than ever”, why do I keep on proving myself wrong? I think I do, ultimately, know Myself, but I do surprise me sometimes. It feels like Myself is a friend to me sometimes — sometimes reliable, a little(a lot) moody, but mostly just cool—but as much as a BFF can be awesome, they can also make you go WTF (ha! guess the reference!). And I think this is one of those times.
So for once, I’m saying that no, I totally do not understand Myself. I can’t really figure out if this is a good or bad thing. Like right now. I think Myself is being really weird and irrational and just wants to rant because Myself is a little pissed off and a lot confused.
Myself is also wondering why, ultimately, she is speaking in third person. She is also wondering when she’ll stop being completely insane, and wonders why she’s talking about such random stuff that really don’t have any connection eachother. Sex and getting to know you, 101. Okay, I guess it does have a connection.
Also, I’m wondering if anyone is actually reading this. Give me a holla if you do. Actually, it’s your call— if I do find out someone’s reading this, I might not be this weird. And we all know weird is entertaining.
