I would be posting to tumblr if it had any sort of privacy settings, because frankly I don't want people knowing how I think, what I write, or what I like to do during sexy times.
Really, I like blogs to be like diaries. That doesn't mean I'll ever call this a diary, but its secrecy must be maintained.
Basically, I cover only a few topics: sex, boys, games, and sometimes more important things. And right now I'm feeling like sex should be covered.
I've had a consistent problem getting off. "Consistent" as in consistently failing every time. I'm not really sure how I should feel about it, but it's pretty easy to describe how I do feel: fucking miserable. No, it's not a terribly big deal, but it's like I'm missing out on something. It doesn't help that I don't think it's ever going to happen for me.
Fuck sex it's gay.
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