It's A Thing

Basically, I'm talking to myself on here. So, I'm going to talk about myself without filtering anything.

Sex. It's... a thing.

Something about me is that I have a hard time remembering life as a virgin. I'm not saying that I lost my virginity when I was like, five or something, I'm saying that sex has become such a huge aspect of my life, that I can't remember life without it.

And while I have had plenty of slutty, whorish instances, I do have values when it comes to intercourse.

And while I can talk about it without EVER feeling taboo or uncomfortable, I can be a terribly nervous wreck in bed. Like anyone else, I'm fucking self-conscience under the sheets. But then I get over it.

I like being naked.

I once told a boy I could never kiss someone without having sex with them... this is pretty accurate.

BUT I HAVE VALUES.

It's just that, because I'm not a virgin anymore, it's like, okay, we make out for awhile, and then we put our hands in nice places and then our clothes come off and then it's foreplay and then it's sex! That's how it goes now! I can't just kiss someone and stop there. That's silly as fuck.

It's also awfully easy for me to orgasm. Oh God, it's awful.

Sex is not a private thing to me. It probably should be, but, it's not.

I tell everyone about it, save for my family, because that's awkward as fuck.

Freud is my favorite psychologist.

I want to write for Cosmo.

Because this... is really a thing.