Something’s been bothering me these days. I’ve always wanted to talk about it but I thought, considering how conservative my blogging vocabulary still is (really?), I should keep it to myself. But I can’t. I’m sorry if I end up sounding too blunt, but I have to get it out there.

So, Sex. People say “Sex is just Sex“, but I don’t really see the meaning to that. How can sex just be sex? How can you do it without any emotional attachment? I can never bring myself to do such a thing.

I’m not being a hypocrite. I have thought about sleeping with Joseph Gordon-Levitt. Who hasn’t? I mean, I am infatuated with JGL. Are you kidding me? But seriously – to casually hook up with someone? Never have I ever thought of considering it. The idea had crossed my mind in the past, but I would shudder at the thought of someone who I barely know, touching me…kissing me. Its just wrong. 

They say its part of being “human”, to feel lust towards the opposite sex. Giving in to this itch is considered normal. I just never understood the whole thing. Still don’t. 

There is no “benefit” in being “Friends with Benefits”. Sooner or later someone’s gonna break. That, or you both realize how everything was a complete waste of time. Yes, you had your fun, but then what? Is this something you can look back to, when you’re all saggy, surrounded by your grandchildren? 

I would rather have stories of how I loved and ended up hurt, rather than stories of countless of mornings waking up in someone else’s bed just for the heck of it. 

Fool around all you want, but at the end of the day, you know what you need. It always comes down to love.


But how can people still want love when the sex part comes easy? When connecting with the opposite sex doesn’t really matter anymore? The attraction’s there but it won’t go any deeper than a kiddie pool. Purely physical. If people think they can have this for the rest of their lives, how can one think of their future in a deeper sense? 

Everything comes easy. Everything but love.