Why am I hanging onto these strange rules of sexuality because of ideologies from a book that I don’t adhere to?
I don’t technically know when I lost my virginity.
He didn’t really have good style.
There’s a way to avoid the subject entirely and just not put your foot in your mouth. What you don’t do is give people a reason to look at you funny and question why you feel someone is not allowed to do the same things you do.
We get hungry, we get thirsty, we get horny. It’s just another physical response that lets us know that there is a need that is asking to be satisfied.
I’m not one to be a prude about sexuality, so it’s not the vulgarity of the terms that makes me cringe, it’s just that they are undeniably creepy.
It’s not Trump, it’s us–collectively as a culture–who are perpetuating the mindset that it’s ok to speak of women in terms of “pussy”, and it’s normal for women to be reduced to a pile of tits and asses and legs in stilettos.
Considering that sex requires more than one party, it is ignorant to point a dirty finger at solely the woman.
Don’t out us. Even if we’re comfortable with our identity, we don’t know if everyone else is going to be the same way. Let us do the talking on this one and if necessary, let us stay in the closet where it’s safe.
A man who likes himself isn’t going to guilt you for posting a photo where you look sexy. He’s not going to demand you change your outfit before going out to a bar.