Man, I haven't written here in so long. You'd think I'm a nun. I practically am. I have sworn of men until I have mastered the skills of not needing and not selling myself short.
Still smarting from the Anatomy of a One Night Stand Man who turned into a 9 month sporadic obsession-inducing lover? I say lover? because I am sure there was no love there and really, the sex was so-so even though his body still drives me crazy. I guess I am a sucker for a muscular physique. The contours of a fit man really grab my attention. So wrong of me to objectify them though. I hate it when I feel objectified like that by a man. However, I understand the impulse. It's so much easier to objectify someone and get off on the lust than take the time to get to know them.
See, that's why I have to swear off. I will never get the deep, heartfelt, intimate connection that I truly desire if I keep on believing that.
I will not sleep with handsome strangers
I will not sleep with handsome strangers
I will not sleep with handsome strangers
I will not sleep with handsome strangers
Until the next one comes along..
just kidding,
one day at a time, right?
Okay, I wrote. That wasn't hard.
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