Porn. Yes porn. I watch it and I both love and hate it. As far as a backround noise/visual stimulant it is awesome. Though when it comes(parden the pun) to thinking about it I get angry. Who does not want to be loved? Even if it is the cuming on your tits kind of love. Our society has compleatly become consumed. Comnsume this,use that. It is all so fucking sick.
I have been used and used people. NOTHING is gained except sore parts and regret in the morning. I do not understand why we feel the need to take so much.I guess this is just my recent experience talking but when you use or are used by someone there is nothing left. So why bother. I am not just referencing sex. I love sex.but it is nit the demon here. It is the reason I am where I am right now. I am talking about the more emotional part of all of it. The part that drives us to do what we feel not what we need. Why do we as shaved apes feel like we need to be part of someone and love them to have a point and reason?Too many questions and an early morning coming up. Ponder my left handed rambalings and let me know what is your "why". I am interested
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