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Monday, August 03, 2009

What is wrong with sex? @@"

What is so dirty 'bout it? Isn't sex is how we get into the world in the first place?

Hate to admit this. But I think I love it when my mind tells me the imagination. I love it when actually discussed about what would do to each other on bedroom. I love it when she told me that she would tear my shorts and rape me. I told her where I love to be touched and what will I do to her.

And what is so wrong about this? At least I am preparing myself into doing it. Rather than waiting innocently wondering what would be done to me.

After all, sex is serving two people who are in love, not letting one of them serving another, while the other one got fucked.

True?

BLACKandWHITE Monday, August 03, 2009