The 8th one across...

Reading Asia's letters tonight, I'm clicking on the particular colors which I can expect to be to a boy and, ah, exciting. And she does excite me, her descriptions, her talk of 'fucking,' same goes for writing by another, exciting. And I've had a few drinks tonight so I can say these things. The thing I miss most about being with someone is the regular sex, and I don't even need regular, semi regular will do me. Thoughts of sex has been bombarding me recently, I see a boy and that's it, my thoughts will be there, without going into too much detail. I want and need him. Surprisingly it's not the case with girls though, it surprising because girls do it more for me sexually, maybe I think it actually might happen with the guys where as it's not so likely with the girls. I wonder if it's going off my meds that has sent my sex drive through the roof. Whatever it is, something's given or perhaps I should say something's got to give or I'll...what happens if one's deprived of sex? Hmmm, maybe I'll be finding out.

Sex, hmmm. I remember having a conversation with Court a long time back, I guess I was still with Cam, about sex and what it was to us. To me, back then, it was something special and not to be shared with just anyone. I guess back then, with Cam being my only and my love I had the luxury of that way of thinking. Attitudes have definitely taken a shift since then. Still, to shag someone they need to be someone to me, but the criteria has, ah, relaxed over the last year.

My boozed state is wearing off, wanting to blog on the topic of sex is becoming less. If you had of caught me an hour ago I would have been much more interestingly discussing the topic, more, ah, descriptively. Probably safer this way, saves me waking in the morning to delete evidence of the night before.