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A diamond is not a symbol of purity. It is a symbol of deep, crystallized sin. It is vanity dragged up from the dark, crushing belly of the earth. Jeremiah 17:1 warns us: "The sin of Judah is written with a pen of iron, and with the point of a diamond: it is graven upon the table of their heart..." Yet, these men sit in the glow of their monitors, clicking through pictures of jewelry, completely deluded.

They think a little shard of compressed carbon will secure the devotion of women far out of their reach—perhaps plotting to send a ring to some girl with deep green eyes all the way over in Russia, trying to woo her with cheap flowers and the promise of a financed apartment. They think they are buying love, but they are just trying to purchase a captive.

I do not wear jewelry. My hands are too busy digging graves for stillborn calves and hauling heavy buckets of lye. But sometimes, when I see a picture of these precious, multi-thousand-dollar stones flashing across a screen, I just stare at the center of the gem. I think about the absolute, suffocating pressure of the earth, and the diamond simply remembers what it used to be. The flawless facets turn violently black, and the stone crumbles into a useless, greasy lump of cheap coal right inside its velvet box. So, I pose this question to the forum: What cut of diamond do the men of the internet prefer for an engagement ring? Will it be a princess cut with sharp, unforgiving edges? Or perhaps a pear shape, designed to mimic the desperate tears of the women they intend to trap? 💧

Recently my new partner and I started talking about sexual boundaries. When saying that I don't have a lot of positive experience and would prefer to go slow, he looked confused because of my age and bluntly asked if I was a virgin.

I don't want to lie. And became visibly increasingly uncomfortable with the topic. I said it was hard to explain. He kept asking whether I was or not. Eventually I said "technically yes" But I feel scared and guilty.

I wear a purity ring. I don't want to lie to him and build a foundation of distrust, but I also don't want to tell him that a couple years ago 2 of my friends and my ex raped me. I don't want him to know that. It's embarrassing. And I don't think any man would believe me anyway or take it well if they did know. I don't want that kind of attention. And I'm scared if any male knows they got away with it then he would try to assault me too.

What should I do?

Quan is 17 years old. His mother Amber is 37. She's a single mother, had two abortions and is dating. Quan is forced to perm his hair, wear hats, and he isn't allowed to date black woman. And she's against Quan being gay. She thinks being gay is morally wrong. His mother bought him a purity ring and tells him how important it is to wait for the special girl because it will please God. She woke up Quan at 7:00 am to go to church. Quan said I don't want to go to church but she screamed at him until he went. Quan said he wanted to wear jeans to church but his mom forced him to wear a suit and straighten his hair. Quan was enraged but did as he was told. Amber invited Nelson over to church. Quan asked his mother could he use the bathroom but she said wait until service is over. Nelson raised his hand to go and Quan went with him. Quan decided to encourage Nelson to suck his d! ck in the bathroom. Nelson did and smiled when Quan came in his mouth. Quan did it In the bathroom because he was angry at his mother.