Sex today is sad

Girl realizes she just met a guy

She barely knows him

Jumps in bed with said guy and puts his junk inside her

They have never even spent 1 hour cuddling

or…

Never saw each other naked before

or…

Had a moment where they loved each other

and…

Never thought about having a life with each other… out of love NOT lust

They have never even had breakfast together…

Saw a sunrise together…

Gone on a hike together…

Discovered a new thing together…

Or just done couples things….

BUT NOW….

Now they have had sex

Two complete strangers have had sex

Before they ever get to know one another really

Now that they have had sex

Sex is on the mind

So uh…

You just don’t get to know people in the same way as if you never had sex with them

You know what I’m saying?…

Why I have no friends

The problem and reason why I don’t have {many} friends

Is because

I would much rather organize my closet

or…

Stare at a wall

I would enjoy myself that much more than to actually converse with another human and the shit that THEY want to talk about and do

It’s so uninteresting to me yet I thoroughly enjoy getting high and uh…

Cleaning…. stretching…. cooking…. staring at a blank wall……. etc……

That’s fun for me….

Dick size doesn’t matter

So… size is not important to me

I have had guys with big dicks that just hurt

I have had a guy with a big skinny dick I could hardly feel

…{ramble}…

I had a guy with a big dick who couldn’t stay hard

I had a guy with a big dick who couldn’t last long

My point is…

Big dicks are more disappointing than not big dicks

To be honest

So….

It’s not about the fucking size

It’s about the connection

And…

We all know its about the clitoris

You don’t need a big dick for the clitoris…

True Love {for my cat}

True love is when you hate them

When they annoy the fuck out of you

When you wish you didn’t have them

Because they make things harder

But…

You could never

Ever…

Think about leaving them

Really…

And that is how I feel for my cat

To be fair

I’m sure she feels the same

I know she has hated me at times

I know I have annoyed her at times

But…

I know she loves me….

Politics, feminism, race, and dating

The good stuff starts around 1:58 but to keep this recording unedited (mostly due to less work for me) I left the beginning mumbo jumbo in there.

I fucking hate politics

I refuse to learn them

I don’t know right wing vs left wing

Republican vs democrat

Liberal vs conservative

I have no fucking clue

Trying to figure that shit out is like the scene from “a beautiful mind”

I don’t give a fuck

Feminism…. fuck….

I don’t know what that is either

I don’t know if that means you are about having a guy be a gentleman or if your about “I can do it myself and I don’t need a man”

I think it’s the latter?

I think I’m the latter

I don’t like labels though

I am what I fucking am

You cannot check off any boxes and have me line up on the right side, left side, the middle, whatever

I am on a different fucking level

I ain’t even on the same plane as your charts

I’m 2 steps to the right and 5 steps up and a step diagonal

That’s where I am

I’m not on your Richter scale

Even white vs black

Even that

I just feel like

We are all fucking human

That’s my belief

That’s my side

Fuck categories

In relationships theses days why do we have to figure out within 3 dates if something is going to happen or not

Why are we trying to categorize our relationships from day one. Trying to put a fucking label on it.

Why can’t we just see what it fucking becomes instead of trying to make it something that it’s not.

Yet too often we sleep with someone or kiss someone before we even know them.

We don’t even know if in one month they will even be someone we can stand as a person. Yet we fucking kissed (or whatevered) them too fucking soon.

Fuck Fuckboys


No!

I do not want to have some “fun” with you.

I haven’t even met you.

Your cock is not some prized possession to me and your skills I’m sure will leave much to be desired.

I can fuck myself better than you ever will.

To hook up with you early on would be only to your pleasure.

I’m not down for pleasuring some guy I don’t even know if I can even stand as a person.

If you want me you have to prove you’re interested in more than just my body parts and looks.

I’m not looking for a sex partner.

I’m looking for my best friend.

Someone who will be there for me through thick and thin.

Comfort me in times of need.

Challenge me to be stronger.

Be my muse.

Inspire me.

Teach me new things.

Explore the unknown with me.

Let me into your world.

Show me a possible and grand future with you.

And I’ll do the same for you.

Only then (if we’re on the same page) may I be able to actually enjoy having sex with you.

Till then don’t even try to kiss me or ask me for a kiss.

Why not try to be so amazing I can’t help but ask {YOU} for a kiss…