Tag: thoughts

Why am I like this? Why do I get disgusted when someone is genuinely sweet to me but so indescribably turned on when they’re sweet in a condescending way?

Because you’re looking for something specific in a man, but you don’t know how to articulate your needs, not even to yourself. You’re left stumbling around, half-blind, with your cunt acting like a Geiger counter for radioactive masculinity, drawing you to both the sublime and ridiculous in what is no doubt an unfortunate ratio.… Read the rest “Why am I like this? Why do I get disgusted when someone is genuinely sweet to me but so indescribably turned on when they’re sweet in a condescending way?”

Would you rather have sex on a beach, on a plane, or in the bathroom of a fancy restaurant? Have you ever?

None of the above, really.

I mean, the beach would be fine, but not really my thing… I’ve had my chances and passed every time. A plane? Hell no. All I want out of a flight is to smell as little of the person sitting next to me as possible.… Read the rest “Would you rather have sex on a beach, on a plane, or in the bathroom of a fancy restaurant? Have you ever?”

Your self confidence is so great it repels and attracts me, because it’s almost like you really don’t give a shit. It’s awful but delicious.

You’re mistaking my weary surrender to inevitability for self-confidence.

I pretty much loathe everything about me, but for some bizarre reason, girls adore all the things I hate about myself. I’ve simply realized —after many, many years— that it’s dumb to keep debating them about it; I’m fortunate to be surrounded by people who see a great deal more in me than I naturally see in the mirror, and it is a disservice to us all for me to ignore them in an effort to cater to my native neuroses and someone else’s sense of propriety.… Read the rest “Your self confidence is so great it repels and attracts me, because it’s almost like you really don’t give a shit. It’s awful but delicious.”