I always hate the idea of meaningless sex. Every time I had sex, the women were put into two categories. Either she was a girl I was dating or a good friend. Never have I just had sex with a random stranger to just have sex.
Without sounding egotistical, I can probably go out and find a random girl to do….but I choose not to. That is meaningless sex. What’s the point of that? To just get off and go home after. I find the whole idea foreign.
Now to partially contradict myself. Sex with a friend is entirely different. You can have sex with a friend if both of you are clear about the outcome. You have to be honest about what the situation is so nobody gets hurt. That’s the last thing I would ever want to do to someone.
I don’t view sex as an animalistic ritual. I simply see it as two people having fun. It’s like when your hanging out with the person not having sex with her. You joke around, you laugh, you have fun. That’s the kind if emotion to put into the bedroom.
Yes, obviously it feels good, but try to make it a more relaxed situation. I don’t want sex to simply be “I’m horney and you’re on your back”. It takes the whole fun out of it by making into that.
Two people can just have sex and afterwards not date. That doesn’t mean that it was meaningless. It means simply you are two friends that had sex. It isn’t something that you have to go bragging about. I don’t brag about every time I hang out with someone.
It’s almost hard to explain, but have you ever learned something’s about someone that completely distorted your view of them. There was this girl I worked with a few years ago She always seemed like the happiest person around.
She was pretty and always looked good. Every time I saw her she was always smiling and had a happy demeanor, even at work. I guess the longer I worked there the longer we talked and then I found out more into her personal life.
I found out that behind that smile and that bubbly personality was a very messed up girl. She has family problems, was always getting high and seemed depressed all the time. I guess after working with her awhile she felt more comfortable with me and started to open up more.
It was sad to hear everything she had to say. Every day there was an new problem going on in her life. I was really taking back by the whole thing because this was a girl that I thought had it all together. Like the title says, it was all “smoke & mirrors”. First impressions on her were a lie. Well, maybe not a lie, it just took a little while to see the real her. It was weird seeing her for what she really was, a sad little girl.
A lot of people do this. They hide who they really are because people will pity and judge them. It’s a sad truth, but it’s true. Even if you not going to judge them, you look at them differently. You always ask how they are and try to cheer them up.
The quote “never judge a book by its cover” goes perfectly with this story and it’s something to always remember. You never know someone until they open up and let the real them out. I’m glad she told me all that, because it really opened my eyes. Like I said before I never would’ve guessed a girl as pretty and nice as that to have such problems. But again, it was all “smoke and mirrors”.