Claiming my celibacy
As of 11:17pm Central time...I've come full circle. I'm quite relaxed now, no longer wanting sex so bad that I could hear myself growl for it. Just those three letters STD makes my willie limp. i mean, it's just a gamble anyway but thats what makes sex fun to begin with,right? the spontaneity of it all. Now if I meet a chick on a humble and that rare moment where everything clicks, where no words are needed...just follow me (ahhhhh man...i miss those)...I might just fall back from it. this past summer for the first time EVER i turned away some. Not for said reason but because I was involved at the time. Thing is that shit hurts...real bad. Both heads at different points in time felt like they were about to explode. But like I said...i'm good now, things could be worse,y'know...that was just a saying but as of late, it's taking root within me. i could smash than the next day my nuts are itchy or something. My name is Vic, i'm clean and a celibate.
s'right *walks off drinking a sprite*
Uncle.
posted by uncle_blak at 9:16 PM
3 Comments:
since im psuedo-celibate
i will celebrate w/
6:16 AM
The only thing better than celibacy these days is monogamy - of which I'm a proud practicioner, thank you very much.
Not to go off on a tangent, but as far as this sex thing goes, I think I figured out the real distinction between boys and men. Men are satisfied with knowing they could have "hit it" and then moving on; boys will hit whatever they can whenever they can and think about the consequences of that shit later. Just because a woman's willing to give it up doesn't mean you have to jump on it, nahmeen?
11:14 AM
***UPDATE:02.28.06***
still a born-again...
blk
12:42 AM
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