Sunday, March 2, 2014
Adjective: causing or feeling embarrassment or inconvenience.
“Cancer is the fourth sign of the zodiac, the first of the Water signs, it is ruled by the Moon. Its symbol is the Crab.”
I’ve discussed astrology before, along with my unconditional belief in it. I am the essential Cancer. A funny thing happens to me when I come into contact with someone of the opposite sex whom I find attractive. I freeze; almost literally. If I were a crab, I would undeniably retreat back into my shell. This change that occurs has become so evident to those who are closest to me that they immediately see the shift in my attitude.
Having escaped the reality of the city Saturday morning, the afternoon was spent in the hot tub with my best girl friends and wine. As the evening progressed the wine switched to vodka and a small gathering commenced. I am never an overly outgoing personality with those I do not know, but provided with alcohol and the support of those best girl friends I can become plenty rowdy. Singing off key and dancing around in pig masks to Sean Paul is how the night began. At that moment the hot guy from last year showed up. Bearing in mind that incident and its blog post, my attraction is no longer a secret. Being that my best friend’s boyfriend is his best friend, I’m uncertain how much of that no longer secret was revealed.
I turned mute. It’s not purposefully done. I mean, I sense the change in my demeanor but I can’t really control it. Intimidation perhaps? I become this quiet in awe looking child and find it difficult to participate in any conversation or game going on around me. Everyone notices and in turn my secret is unintentionally given away. This consistently happens in the company of men I find attractive making it appear as though I have nil personality.
Welcome to the story of my (single) life.
Friday, February 28, 2014
Adjective: (of material for publication or broadcasting) not edited.
Approximately one third of the female population can cum during sex. I truly believe you haven’t experienced great sex until you do. As a result I feel great empathy for the majority of women. I think this is why so many of my fellow ladies feel rather indifferent about the performance. I know, I know, it’s not all about intercourse. There’s foreplay and oral sex and of course a plethora of different ways to get off. But trust me when I say: nothing is as great as that climax during the act of. So if you’re not reaching that high point, I don’t blame you for not always wanting to have sex.
“Apparently orgasm is the only point where your mind becomes completely empty, you think of nothing for that second. That’s why it’s so compelling, it’s a tiny taste of death. Your mind is void, you have nothing in your head save white light.”
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Noun: the action of delaying or postponing something.
I actually just googled “why does February suck” hoping to find some scientific explanation for my complete laziness this past month; no concrete justification has yet to be established. My motivation is nonexistent and if I was told I could spend the next seventy-two hours doing absolutely nothing, I’d be ecstatic. Rather than rant about all my (insignificant) complaints I will treat you to a selection of favoured quotes which are currently lingering upon my love list on Tumblr.
“I give a fuck. I give lots of fucks, actually. I’m a prostitute of feelings.”
“Stop faking your fucking orgasms. Society already tells young men that they run the fucking universe - if they can’t turn your cunt into a shooting star then for god’s sake, let them know about it.”
– Daisy Lola
“The woman who doesn’t need validation from anyone is the most feared individual on the planet.”
– Mohadesa Najumi
“Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power.”
– Oscar Wilde
“I wonder how many people don’t get the one they want, but end up with the one they’re supposed to be with.”
– Fannie Flagg
“Be committed, not attached. But more importantly, know the difference.”
– Kai, Lessons in Life #21
“There is in every one of us, even those who seem to be most moderate, a type of desire that is terrible, wild, and lawless.”
– Platro, The Republic
“A dying friend once told me, ‘I wish I hadn’t spent so many Mondays wishing it were Friday. I also wish I had made better use of those Fridays, for better stories on Monday.”
– A Wolf’s Thoughts.
“Perfectly able to hold my own hand. But I still can’t kiss my own neck.”
– Wye Oak, Civilian
“Maybe this year I will learn to stand my ground against the sound of your name.”
– 1, wesley king
I’m effectively getting my shit together and will have some regular content back shortly; optimistically of course...