I find that I've become more cynical in my life.
I was out driving around tonight, and I passed by a guy driving his car and a girl, all smiles, sitting next to him. I assumed that they were out on a date.
They could have been friends enjoying eat other's company.
She could have been a co-worker getting a ride to/from work.
They could be related, like brother/sister or cousins.
I didn't really see her that well, she could be his mother/daugther.
She could be gay. He could be gay.
Any number of possibilities, but I assumed (and may have made the "ass" out of "u" and "me" for all I know) that they were a guy and a girl, either out on a first date or in a relationship... and all that came to mind was "Hey Baby, you gonna suck his dick tonight?"
I do the same thing all the time. If I see a pretty girl, I'll wonder "Who are you spreading your legs for?" While I certainly refrain from actually giving these ponderings a voice, because I am a gentleman to some extent, I think them to myself or mutter them under my breath if no one is around. Futhermore, and this may have some truth to it... If I see a girl with a low-cut shirt, a tank-top, a shirt where the nipples poke out or is see-through I think "Hey everybody, look at my breasts! At least look until I see you staring and cover them up calling you a pervert because I certainly am wearing this so that the man of my dreams comes along and notices me, but not for your pleasure!"
When I see a girl walking down the street by herself and she has a big butt, again I wonder if its so big from taking it in the ass or if her mother also has a big-un.
I'm cynical about sex mostly I guess. I wish people wouldn't take themselves so seriously and be more open about sex in public. I wish it were legal for women who wanted to flaunt it to walk around topless. I wish it were ok to simply tell a woman she has nice breasts, ass or whatever and not have to worry about getting a label pinned on you or freaking her out (get out of your bubble woman, your man didn't invent sex, and people who aren't famous have it too! or something). I wish I hadn't become so cynical about sex. I wish I hadn't seen as much porn when I grew up and weren't so desensitized to it. I wish I had someone who understood me.
I was out driving around tonight, and I passed by a guy driving his car and a girl, all smiles, sitting next to him. I assumed that they were out on a date.
They could have been friends enjoying eat other's company.
She could have been a co-worker getting a ride to/from work.
They could be related, like brother/sister or cousins.
I didn't really see her that well, she could be his mother/daugther.
She could be gay. He could be gay.
Any number of possibilities, but I assumed (and may have made the "ass" out of "u" and "me" for all I know) that they were a guy and a girl, either out on a first date or in a relationship... and all that came to mind was "Hey Baby, you gonna suck his dick tonight?"
I do the same thing all the time. If I see a pretty girl, I'll wonder "Who are you spreading your legs for?" While I certainly refrain from actually giving these ponderings a voice, because I am a gentleman to some extent, I think them to myself or mutter them under my breath if no one is around. Futhermore, and this may have some truth to it... If I see a girl with a low-cut shirt, a tank-top, a shirt where the nipples poke out or is see-through I think "Hey everybody, look at my breasts! At least look until I see you staring and cover them up calling you a pervert because I certainly am wearing this so that the man of my dreams comes along and notices me, but not for your pleasure!"
When I see a girl walking down the street by herself and she has a big butt, again I wonder if its so big from taking it in the ass or if her mother also has a big-un.
I'm cynical about sex mostly I guess. I wish people wouldn't take themselves so seriously and be more open about sex in public. I wish it were legal for women who wanted to flaunt it to walk around topless. I wish it were ok to simply tell a woman she has nice breasts, ass or whatever and not have to worry about getting a label pinned on you or freaking her out (get out of your bubble woman, your man didn't invent sex, and people who aren't famous have it too! or something). I wish I hadn't become so cynical about sex. I wish I hadn't seen as much porn when I grew up and weren't so desensitized to it. I wish I had someone who understood me.
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I can identity with your statement about how women like to SHOW IT and then look down on anyone who actually takes notice. Attention is desired, but only from the right people, and anyone else is a pervert. If you don't want people looking at your goods, then don't wear revealing clothing. If you wear revealing clothing to get noticed (or even if you don't), don't get mad at people who actually do notice. <--- oof. just for the record I did not have anyone in particular in mind when writing this.
but yeah, it sounds like you have a lot of hostility in this department! is it just because you're unhappy with your current situation?
Enjoyed your dyn-o-mite note, by the way. hehe.
[Edited on Jun 18, 2005 7:29AM]
I am late, but i'm waiting til my day off on monday until i update again.
I know i've only got 20 friends, but alot of them have a journal everyday or so, and if people comment i reply, and they usually reply back. So really i'm only looking for about 8 or so people to comment.
I dont like updating when i've got nothing to say either.. it seems a bit pointless. Not that i need anything to have occured in my life to have something to say, i'd just need an idea or a thought to carry it.
It is a beautiful place to live but yeah, you do seem to forget whats right infront of you when its always there. When i go to the city during university term time you notice it when you return.. like how many more stars you can see, how green everything is with the lakes and mountains.
I worked there 3 years ago, and none of the staff that worked there when i did remain. So that probably has something to do with it..
I know what you mean about crowds though, highly overrated. However i do like lots of comments and i'll tell you why.
I get bored. Plus its nice to see that people might be reading my journal (half the time the comments dont have anything to do with what i wrote but meh thats a minor detail).
And yeah, its a bizarre thing that you cant pay strangers compliments without being branded as a crazy and given either dirty or mistrusting looks.