I want to sleep with common people...like you

[cabaiste84]

This was in the news yesterday:

237 Reasons To Have SexInteresting. The actual article in the paper had a "He Says/She Says" coloumn for the most common reasons for having sex...and "I was in love with the person" only rated about 7th or 8th for both blokes and chicks. Hmmmm

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[cabaiste84]

Where love is involved, cuddling is more satisfying

Uh-huh. And that is what I miss most. Being held. If I die a virgin, so be it. But just a simply kiss and a cuddle would be so beautiful and so amazing right now. :(

I probably was likely to make out with guys because I was at a place in my head where I felt that if I could get a guy to want me, that I could validate myself, because: if he wants me, then I'm wanted, then I'm not horrible.

Yup. And, at the not-so-tender age of almost 23, that's exactly the head-space I'm in. When I was in high school, being attractive to the fellers didn't matter quite so much as it did for other girls. All that mattered to me then was my schoolwork and my dancing. I don't think I really started craving male attention until I went away to university. And now here I am, in my early 20s, with a whole bunch of mates already married, waiting for one more measely snog to prove to myself that I'm not completely dried up and worthless. Blah blah blah emo.

But, I'm glad that you had become more comfortable with yourself by the time you started having sexual relationships. And, I hope it'll be the same for me. I think you can only really make an intimate relationship work if you feel good in yourself, and don't need the constant reassurance from your partner.

While the feminist in me says that women have absolutely no obligation toward men, I've found that it's incredibly satisfying and empowering to get a guy off.

The feminist in me says this also. I don't think there's anything inherently wrong with a chick wanting to please her feller...but if her entire self-worth is based around making her boy blow in the bedroom, then it becomes dangerous. This goes both ways.

*sigh* I will get down to my drawers with the right bloke one of these days. And when I do, there will be celebrating throughout the land that such a miracle took place. ;)