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If confidence could be seen by how or where a person stands in a club, could it be the same for virginity?
Pulling a fag? Hogging the bar? Sipping orgasm? Blocking the loo? Hiding in a dark corner? What is it that exudes confidence? And what is it that exhibits sexual appeal? And what is it that expresses “come fuck me now”?
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If practice makes perfect, then marriage can only be improved by divorce, and sex can only be alleviated by affair.
Is the sex good? Or is it bad? What to compare with if only been with one person… Am I restricting myself from exploration of variety? Or am I plain lazy to go on a meatloft hunt? Am I content? Am I afraid of rejection? Am I living on sex alone? Am I asexual?… Maybe not the last one, definately craving for sex, and then I think of sex, and sex makes me thinking too.
