Random thoughts.

I've been thinking a lot this summer and recently about certain things in life, namely society, marriage, love, college, etc. etc.

And I've decided (besides fuck society and it's stupid preconceived notions) that I do not, cannot, believe that sex = love or vice versa.

I mean, shit, if you think about it, the actual act is DISGUSTING. But little things called hormones invade our quaint teenage bodies and take over our brains.

I'm not saying I'm a prude or anything. HA HA HA. No, hell no am I. But I still think that just because you care about someone you should sleep together. Because fucking is all about getting off, and maybe sometimes the other person, but that's all there is to it. Even if you want to have a baby a guy has to get off first.

Biology baby. Maybe the Bloodhound Gang had a point.

But I refuse to believe no matter what the songs say, what the people say...it's not. Even if I fall madly in love with some guy and we get married, once the initial novelty of sex wears off, I don't see the point.

"Oh hey baby, I love ya, lemme stick this in ya for about five minutes in the name of LOVE"

Um. I don't think so.

Sex has it's place. Honestly.

But unless someone can prove to me otherwise, I will simply not believe it.

Sorry everyone.