I am strongly considering not renewing my SG membership in December, when it runs out. I have been so bored with the website recently: the pictures (especially), the comments (perhaps the quantity more than quality), and my failure to use the website as a way of meeting anyone that I could potentially have sex with (I have in the past, but those days appear to be long gone...). It seems that not having SG would be a good thing, both in terms of the time I would not waste on it, as well as in terms of the potential added motivation of actually meeting girls in person instead of by means of some silly softcore porn site. I mean, no offense: most of you girls are beautiful and probably very interesting people, but it seems that I shall never meet any of you through this site, and that I shall only ever milk myself dry at your oftentimes silly naked pics, to no real avail (except perhaps of further advancing my carpel tunnel). Better for me to meet, or at least to attempt to meet, equally attractive girls in San Francisco that are not immediately given to me as material for masturbation (I think it's better that that sort of feeling come later than sooner, if ever, with girls). I would rather encounter people as people first than people as nude sets. Then again, isn't the idea of SG that it is so much more? Well, I doubt it. But if it is, I certainly don't see it.
It should be obvious that I am single again, sexually frustrated, and taking it out on SG (again--I believe I did this once before, a year or so ago). But this doesn't necessarily invalidate my point. It only goes to show that beautiful, sensitive guys like myself--studying to be a psychotherapist, for fuck's sake...apparently the only straight man in the program--simply cannot survive on this cold, harsh, cutthroat website. We are inevitably marginalized, while the dominant culture prevails: the dominant culture of arrogant, emotionally and intellectually inept assholes (with or without tattoos and piercings, who may or may not be in bands--most likely), who may fancy themselves different or unique or creative, but whom are really just all the same hipsters or punk-rockers or emo-boys or whatever, and who probably couldn't create anything other than run-of-the-mill garbage (be it music, film, photography, writing, whatever) because they don't really FEEL anything at all, except maybe some pathetic remnant of high school, teenage rebellion ("Look at the new skull I got on arm, dude!!!", "Isn't my new nose piercing rad???", "Man, nobody can play these guitar chords THIS loud!!!")...these type of men seem to enjoy all of the privilege. Or they at least seem to be getting more sex than I do. But should I really be surprised?
No. Such is the way the world turns. Almost no one ever really gets what they deserve in the end, be it good or bad. And, by that token, I should expect to be holding my dick in my hand for who knows how long. But only until December in the face of you Suicide Girls. Ha.
Unless some miracle could convince me otherwise...
It should be obvious that I am single again, sexually frustrated, and taking it out on SG (again--I believe I did this once before, a year or so ago). But this doesn't necessarily invalidate my point. It only goes to show that beautiful, sensitive guys like myself--studying to be a psychotherapist, for fuck's sake...apparently the only straight man in the program--simply cannot survive on this cold, harsh, cutthroat website. We are inevitably marginalized, while the dominant culture prevails: the dominant culture of arrogant, emotionally and intellectually inept assholes (with or without tattoos and piercings, who may or may not be in bands--most likely), who may fancy themselves different or unique or creative, but whom are really just all the same hipsters or punk-rockers or emo-boys or whatever, and who probably couldn't create anything other than run-of-the-mill garbage (be it music, film, photography, writing, whatever) because they don't really FEEL anything at all, except maybe some pathetic remnant of high school, teenage rebellion ("Look at the new skull I got on arm, dude!!!", "Isn't my new nose piercing rad???", "Man, nobody can play these guitar chords THIS loud!!!")...these type of men seem to enjoy all of the privilege. Or they at least seem to be getting more sex than I do. But should I really be surprised?
No. Such is the way the world turns. Almost no one ever really gets what they deserve in the end, be it good or bad. And, by that token, I should expect to be holding my dick in my hand for who knows how long. But only until December in the face of you Suicide Girls. Ha.
Unless some miracle could convince me otherwise...
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The fake people, well, that's probably cuz we're in San Francisco and everyone just wants to fucking name drop and be "seen"!!! Hence my strident hermitude.