Sexual Relationships 
Sexual Health 
In honor of my site changing itself visually, I thought I'd change up my takes just for a little bit. We think we're connected, but we're often so far apart. So much is lost in translation that everything you think you feel together you often feel alone. It's rare that your experienced is actually shared and not just yours...here's a dialogue I came up with between a man and a woman which I think illustrates my point that men and women are not the same, because no two people are...
At the same time, it's through each other that you finally reach yourself.
Call it jaded, call it real, call it fake, call it exceptional, call it horrible, or ignore it, it exists all on it's own...
Or maybe call it the essense of sex...
"I Pictured This Going Differently"
He thought...
I push her backwards my eyes are scanning her gorgeous body before my fingers and my teeth take her clothing off she feels uneasy she doesn’t trust me but all I can show her is that here I am. I will give her strength off my strength. She feels stupid loving me for me, but am I a fool to trust her so easily?
She thought...
A hand slithers down my spine. I love it, but it’s so dangerous, like it’s going to wrap itself around my ribs and kill me. I look into his eyes, frightened for my life, but somehow willing to die in these moments. Days and months float through my mind. Away for Christmas, busy on Valentine’s, pub last week. . . damn. my spine.
He thought...
We’re naked under the covers and as she looks into my eyes i can sense she had this idea in her head where she pictured this going differently and i hope that these next moments will make her mine officially. Her amber bangs are in her eyes and i wipe them to the left and just as I bring myself inside her I hug her and she hugs me and a thought goes through my mind what made her so ready right now after so long?
She thought...
Moaning softly, caught on my own breath for just a moment, I clench his back, digging my nails into his skin. I want him to bleed, to feel my pain, and I want him to love me hard, even if it’s just pretend. It’s all in these moments. What are we doing? How did he manage to undress my body before my mind? Who is this girl now lost in the sheets? I wasn’t ready.
He thought...
She follows me across the room naked. We don’t light to know where each other is at. I turn around bend her over the desk take my index finger down her spine around her hips and go into her and I know this is a lot for her but i want to take her for a ride but I pull her up and I don’t know why I’m determined to be her teacher so I pull her up and I kiss her while I’m behind her.I hope she was ready. I pull her back over to the bed I fall over I pull her on top of me we kiss I move her on top of me it might not be real for her yet but I’m in love.
She thought...
“Wait” is in my thoughts, my heavy breathing is all I’m saying. One hand on my desk, the other reaching behind to his torso, not knowing whether to pull him closer or push him away. A tear rolls down my face. What was that? Happy or sad? He kisses my neck. Left. Right. Right. I give in. Again… You bitch. You weakling. He pulls my hair, I have no say. F*** it, do what you want.
He thought...
I pick her up and throw her against the wall and pick her up by her ass and bite on her sweaty neck and i just want her to love with me and i can see she goes where i follow but i drown again in the haze of her regret mixed with ecstasy and after i pull she falls down to her feet i fall back still erect and i’m looking at the ceiling and i’m really confused as to why i’m crying and she’s over me now and i’m full of blood but i’m empty of direction i don’t know where i am but i’m alone in the world until she’s there.
They thought...
Love only exists in dreams.
They thought...
I can't feel anything...
...But lust that your lips allow
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