I Figured It Out

I don’t like porn. I think it’s gross and over done and there’s too much of it.

It has lost any artistic quality it may have once had.

I don’t find a pairing of overly bronzed people humping erotic or sexy.

It’s like the industry is trying too hard.

I don’t like watching a man with massive muscles and tattoos fucking a woman with bronze skin and fake tits while she makes noises he is obviously not actually illiciting from her.

I hate that there is no quality in it. No one is attempting to find genuinely attractive women and normal looking men and put them together.

No one is attempting to find a genuinely decent looking couple and film them having sex. 

Instead we get this mash up of freakish orange people that set, not unobtainable standard, but just fucking weird looking human beings humping each other to stupid music.

I just want to watch a woman have a good time. A genuinely good time. She doesn’t have to fake it like its something its not. I just want to see two people have fun.

shecomesfirst asked: Hi- My posts change with the breeze. I'm following 4700 blogs so my dash is always moving. I love food and re-blog items that are encouraging, diet-wise. As for my personal intake, I'm a soccer referee and my weight yo-yos every season. 157-163 normally, but I was a pig last winter and the scale shouted 170 in early April. Lunch today was spicy chicken wings and waffle fries w ketchup, and water. I referee'd five games Saturday & three Sunday. How's your diet/ health situation?

I’m young. My health is great because I’m young. My diet is gross.

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Maybe thats what I forget when I start analyzing someone from the point of view of having a relationship with them. I let that burning passion go out. Not the physical one, but the one I can remember that drives me forward and challenges me. A passion of the mind. I want to know your mind and everything it holds. Women fascinate me. Especially ones that I fascinate. They are a new puzzle for me to solve. Thats not an accurate metaphor. They are a new gem for me to examine. No matter how long I look at it, I will never fully flesh out all of its facets, but I am excited to do what I can with the time I have. That process keeps me from getting nervous and self conscious, that pursuit of comprehension. Its their history and why they behave the way they do. It’s what makes them, them. I like that stuff and I want to know it. Their belief system and everything about them. I don’t think I’ve been fair to this one. I think I let her off too easy. Too quickly I’ve surrendered and I’ve neglected my right to poke and prod and see what she’s made of. Piss and Vinegar is my expected find in that area, but who knows what’ll turn up. Thats how I like em, anyway.

Fuck. Off.

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