Sex: I Enjoy It
There's nothing I could say
To make you try to feel okay
And nothing you could do
To stop me feeling the way I do
And if the chance should happen
That I never see you again
Just remember that I'll always love you
-Badly Drawn Boy, "A Minor Incident"
Do you know what phrase really makes me laugh? Okay, well a lot of phrases make me laugh. Dingleberries, to name one. But the one that I want to talk about is, "making love". Isn't that a great one? What a great way of saying, "let me stick my penis in your vagina". I mean that's what we, guys, are thinking. But instead of saying that, we use the "L" word. It's like saying to a girl. I may not love you right now... BUT if we do this then you can make me love you.
What a terrible message.
You can't create love. I mean if you could everyone who was having sex would be in love. Somehow I don't think this is true. Love and sex are two completely different things. I'm sorry but if you somehow think that love, that most sacred and potentially damaging of emotions, is in any way connnected to your genitalia then you are in for a surprise. As I have told many a person, I enjoy having sex. THAT'S WHY I DO IT. Not because I'm hoping to fall in love. Not that I don't enjoy being in love (Sometimes I don't, but that's a whole other topic). The issue here is that I should not have to have to call it "making love". I should be able to enjoy my dirty, raunchy sex for what it is.
Wait.... at this point I'd like to clarify that I am not a man-slut or a sexual deviant. I just like sex. Moreover I want others to like having sex. With me. Without having to feel that emotions need to be involved.
Okay, somehow I've gotten sidetracked and I can't recall what this entry was supposed to be about but I have the feeling you get the point. So I'm ending it here.
Random Thought:
I wish I could have everything I wanted but then I don't think I'd appreciate anything I had.
