Thoughts on Fucking

Posted: October 2, 2012 in me

They say there is truth in comedy, and comedy in truth. The truth is that I haven’t been having sex since my last break-up. There is one basic reason for this: I want to be taken seriously. If I just wanted to feel like a pussy with a mouth and what goes into my mouth is more important than what comes out, well, I get enough of that on that on the internet. My sense of humor didn’t develop because I was shitting rainbows & having unicorns as guests for high tea. My life was shitty. My relationships were shitty. I.WAS.SHITTY. I offer no apology for my sense of humor, nor the fact I can see things from a mannish perspective. But none of that means I accept anyone missing me as a being once they’re given the opportunity. And since I cannot surgically remove my pussy, I’m keeping my pussy out of the equation. That I can do. And it has been easy as well as effortless. I don’t want to be touched by somebody I don’t touch. I’m not holding out on some type of game board power trip. I’m taking myself serious in hopes that energy will attract a situation where I’ll consider changing my feelings. This stage of my life is mind over body. I can control my use of intoxicants, food, bad habits etc, so I can control myself sexually. I am focused on being the best me I can be for myself in the world. Somebody will fit into that equation. And when they do, so will their dick. Or at least that’s what I believe. Until then, I’m happier, more clear headed and at a level of peace I’ve ever been. I’m ALIVE and in good company.

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