Random Confessions part I (I think): 

o1. In the context of relationships, particularly with the opposite sex (because last I checked, yes, I still am woefully straight), I am attracted to power. This, I realized just recently— I always always seek out the alpha-male. Perhaps it’s my way of coping for not being as influential or as powerful or as cool as I would like to be. The men I choose to attach to myself (or attach myself to) have to have some form or level of greatness. I don’t live vicariously through movies or books; I live vicariously through the men I go to bed with.

(I’d list some examples, except I’ve been getting hits from my office IP. I’m being watched, folks, and it’s skurrring me shitless. Kinda.)

o2. I am in love. And he knows. And he doesn’t care.
(Okay, that was a bit too emo for me.)

o3. If I like you, I will swallow. Go figure.

o4. I like talking dirty… but not face-to-face. Unless I’m kidding around. Because I can never pull off that I’m-dead-serious-sexy expression. So yes, my “I want to swirl my tongue around your cock” lines are limited to only text messages and e-mails.

o5. I am obviously a very vulgar girl. Not to mention wretched, but I will not go into that. Like I said: I’m being watched.

o6. In reality, I am not as sex-crazed as this entry is making me out to be. As vulgar and wretched as I am, I am also a very decent hard-working 21-year old lady… who has taken a liking to screaming “Slut! Prostitute! Whore!” at her female housemates; and sending text messages such as “I wanna sex you up” to her South African White Boy (SAWTB) housemate (from a female housemate’s mobile phone, of course). I am also educated, and trying very hard to catch up on my reading because I miss being A Well-Read Person. I am currently flipping through the pages of Eve Ensler’s The Vagina Monologues. How very three years ago.

K, that’s enough. Sexpornspambots, my moderation queue is ready for you.