Friday, February 12, 2010
La la on the bathroom floor.
The other day I was looking up something on my girlfriend's computer and when I opened the Internet browser it was opened to porn. Lesbian porn for those who were wondering what she likes in case you didn't know.
And shockingly I was not pissed. It totally turned me on in a weird way. And she was not embrassed at all. She was totally comfortable with the fact. Of course she explained that she needed to make herself feel good because I had left her itching for something because we could not go home together (if you catch my drift). So I was also super proud of myself that I have that type of power.
Everyone deserves to feel good. And if I have the inability to do it for any reason then why not. But back to the topic at hand.
I guess I would rather my girlfriend read my Internet history oppose to my mother. I got nothing to hide from her (my girlfriend) but there are somethings I believe mothers should just not know.
Confidence is super sexy. And so is being comfortable with ones self.
So bring on the "embrassing moments".
Monday, January 11, 2010
Can you over come the past if everyone keeps putting you there?
I kissed a girl and I fucking liked it.
Buffy Summers Reporting:
I thought I was past at least most of lives 1st especially in the sexual identity department…
Lets preface the fact that I have been called every variation of the word slut, which really is funny. Doggie Howser M.D. was my first real crush which makes me a quarter century or wait older—still love a dork. Golden rule, glasses + smart, never a disappointment, very eager to learn.
I know enough about boys lets discuss this gay shit….
I haven’t always been liberal to the point of abolishing “typically gender roles” but wow GAYS YOU ROCK…cause people refuse to open their eyes to the choice of two consenting adults to fuck, forget fall in love. YES, I’m aware that some people have religious views & bullshit that conflicts my answer. Get over your uptight crap. But why can’t we all just get over it, it’s like the year 2010 and society can’t even respect each other yet. Get over it, its just love, its just sex, its just pot, it is just fucking fun—live a little.
Now at my crossroads of my new sexually horizon cause if you didn’t get the memo I kissed and girl and fucking liked it enough to say I totally have a girlfriend. I find myself comfortable, and I like that. Do I have a civil union and invetro in my future—who knows? Do any of us know anything for sure? Fuck it I’m busy: busy enjoying life.
“What is straight? A line can be straight, or a street, but the human heart, oh, no, it's curved like a road through mountains.” ~Tennessee Williams, A Streetcar Named Desire, 1947