Alrighty...so this is the first entry... Dum dee dum... I was supposed to have some huge epiphany at age 18, wasn't I? Yet my birthday has come and gone, and as usual, no one remembered and I don't feel any different. True, I can now buy all the porn I want, but what's the use of that. Not only do I definately not need it, but it caused a huge speedbump in my relationship. So, porn is pointless, I have no friends and I still am just as confused as I was this time last year. Except now I'm going to college. Woo hoo. If it seems I'm not terribly excited, you couldn't be more correct. Anyways, the day after has basically sucked, so I'm gonna go and home that my therapist can provide some comfort. (The therapist is AP and the comfort is sex, btw.) Sometimes I feel like my overactive libido isn't because I want it, or because Anthony wants it, but because if I can focus on something unrelated to my parents or school or whatever, I can cope. Like the pleasure experienced there can substitute for real happiness in all aspects of my life. Who knows. I'll go ask my therapist.
Posted by roguelebeau4
at 2:27 PM PDT
