just for the record the weather today is bitter with occasional spots of jealous rage

last night i found it is possible for a boy and a girl to sleep in the same bed, completely innocently and just sleep. it's strangely comforting to know that not every guy wants some whenever they can. it's a re-enforcement of the occasional honest nature of humans. yet sometimes it gets hard to believe that there's a point to putting up with it. feminism will never work because the problem goes far deeper than wage packets and job descrimination. it's the difference between players and sluts. pimps and whores. sex doesn't mean the point automatically goes to the guy, like he's entitled to show off later and give a blow by blow account of every blow. the girl got some action and maybe that's all she's looking for. what makes you think you're special enough to want a relationship with? maybe you're being used, ever thought about that?
girls can have notched bedposts too.