I'm beginning to think I have deeper issues than anticipated. For some reason when I get upset lately, all I think about is sex. My sex-drive goes into over-drive, and it clouds my brain. And I, always the gentlemen, have prided myself on the fact that sex was always a low priority for me. For years. But now its all changed, and I don't know why. It's not that I just really need to get laid. I've been much longer than this without even a whimper. I don't know what it is. It's not sexual frustration. It's frustrated sex, or the desire to obtain frustrated sex, anyway. I'm thinking about hitting up the bar. I haven't done that since I turned 21. I'm a little too broken to make anything serious out of anyone I meet there, but as long as I get the chance to go all out and pull out the blindfolds and handcuffs and fuck out all my frustration, just one good time, I'll return to normal. |
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