Of fuck buddies, and sex

Of recent days, I kept on get­ting words about myself. Words that I have not been hear­ing for a very long time.

Noth­ing big real­ly, just some rumors that I am always out there look­ing for sex. Well, that’s fine to me actu­al­ly, but they put it in a way as if the sex part­ners that I would be with, or a more degrad­ing term, my preys.

I would not be sur­prised, not many peo­ple could take the lewd jokes. The four let­ter words to them are foul words, rather than a form of expres­sion. Even not many indi­vid­u­als that could that the flirt, as a form of con­ver­sa­tion. They rather take it as a form of want­i­ng sex.

A friend told me that a friend of his asked me not to meet up with me, because the friend thinks that I am just anoth­er per­son that is always look­ing for sex.

Great news for every­one then, I am look­ing for sex. God had cre­at­ed me this way. Isn’t it? The prob­lem is, I doubt that this friend of his knows much about me. In fact he prob­a­bly would not even know who I am, besides my name.

Then, it comes to the part where, sex just do not hap­pen by one per­son. In fact, I am a fond believ­er that sex involves more than two per­son, will­ing­ly. I could not put it in bet­ter words that sex requires two con­sent par­ties!

Why sex, why so much? This is our almost patho­log­i­cal obses­sion with youth, beau­ty, and smooth, mus­cu­lar bod­ies.

For those that do not believe in sex, I find it pro­found­ly full of shit; an opin­ion put forth as true by a bunch of hyp­o­crit­i­cal, jeal­ous, guilt-rid­den, self-loathing, sex­u­al­ly frus­trat­ed fags who wish that they could get laid every day.

Per­haps the per­pe­tra­tor of mine should find a way to expose them­self to the high­er form of soci­ety, min­gle more with the sexy peo­ple. Then per­haps one day, jeal­ousy would not be the issue, and they can get laid more often.

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One Response to Of fuck buddies, and sex

  1. ahBONG October 27, 2008 at 8:14 pm #

    chill dude…