cabaretic

Why oh why oh why does it always come back to sex?

I'm sure many of you have been possessed with the same feelings...

"I want his/her lanky body...but he/she is so not good for me."

I've been with 50 people now. There used to be a time I thought I'd never be with anyone.

I saw the world divided into two camps...those who had lost it, and those who hadn't.

And I didn't want to be left out.

I've been with men, I've been with women. and I suppose you'd could say that I'm a player. Getting a man into bed is not really that difficult. Getting a woman into bed requires skill, but I've figured out all the things to say, the flattery, the charm, the games to play, the spaces in between phoning...

What can I say? I love sex. It's just the waking up afterwards part that gets me. The idea that maybe it wasn't a good thing that I fell into bed with you last night...and yes, I know, we were both stoned or drunk or both...but that doesn't mean I should have.

fuck and run...fuck and run...even when I was seventeen...fuck and run...fuck and run...even when I was twelve.

sometimes I can have sex like a man...sometimes I can't.