I am going to make a horrible confession here. I spend about 30% of my waking thoughts on actual things, 30% either hating someone/thing or just general violent thoughts and the remaining 40% thinking about sex. Sure some days it'll be less, or more, but it all averages around there. Don't believe me? Well it's my head so how the fuck you would know and I hope you die.
So that's how it is. And I'm sure many people [and I'm not just talking guys here] have a similar proportion [maybe minus the violence and hatred], and others whho think about sex even more often in their day. I'm not here to judge anyone, or for anyone to judge me. Or for anyone to judge anyone. Is that all of the possibilities? Okay good. What was I saying? Oh right, no judging.
So why bring it up? Well I have a question readers, and that is what the hell did we think about all the time when we were kids? You know, before we even knew what sex was or were attracted to anything? Seriously, what the fuck did we replace with all that awesome sex-thought? [I plan on patenting that term.] Was it like, TV shows? Was that where we stored that 'innocence' we all completely lost long, long ago? Was that our imagination part of the brain? Is that why we can actively imagine crazy sex with dozens if not hundred of people?
I like to think so.
So that's how it is. And I'm sure many people [and I'm not just talking guys here] have a similar proportion [maybe minus the violence and hatred], and others whho think about sex even more often in their day. I'm not here to judge anyone, or for anyone to judge me. Or for anyone to judge anyone. Is that all of the possibilities? Okay good. What was I saying? Oh right, no judging.
So why bring it up? Well I have a question readers, and that is what the hell did we think about all the time when we were kids? You know, before we even knew what sex was or were attracted to anything? Seriously, what the fuck did we replace with all that awesome sex-thought? [I plan on patenting that term.] Was it like, TV shows? Was that where we stored that 'innocence' we all completely lost long, long ago? Was that our imagination part of the brain? Is that why we can actively imagine crazy sex with dozens if not hundred of people?
I like to think so.
"I still don't understand why that yellow triangle wouldn't fit through the square hole in the box... maybe if i cry enough mum will put my little bear tape back on"
ReplyDeleteooohhhh....what's that off?? It's there in my head, but I can't place it.
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