Stupid cupid

First off I need therapy, don't I? It's a closed question dear readers because I know I do; I mean just look at what my blog has turned into. It's now a sex-fuelled odyssey and nothing more, it used to be something else, I used to be something else but I've changed; changed into a kind of sex junkie. If I'm not writing about it on here then I'm talking about it with friends and if they're not talking about it then I'll turn the conversation around so we do. 

I'm not complaining by the way and it's not an issue anyway; besides I posted a similar blog not so long ago. But I have changed, I know I have; but I count my blessings because it's so good and I wouldn't have it any other way. Of course there are many more attributes to a relationship than sex and there are in ours; but it helps doesn't it? I used to be so hesitant and shy in posting such details and nowadays it gets too much ink; and still I refuse to post other less intimate detail; I guess it's just how my mind works. But still I am now going to try and learn some restraint with the detail here; I have done it with posting about the stuff that upsets me and also in posting inflammatory comments that I used to try and unsettle certain people. 

I also think that if there's nothing overly exciting going on in my life that I can write about then I use our sex life as a kind of back up; that's always good for a post or two. That and I like to stretch boundaries in many respects; and I tried it and got away with it so I attempt to take it to the next level. Whatever this means I sincerely hope that I don't cause offence with such posts, I'm just trying to entertain you all blogger world, I guess if I have nothing else to write about then I shouldn't write, end of. 

All that's said above (the therapy bit was a joke by the way) which I kind of mean, I also know this is my blog, it's my place to write down my thoughts and life experiences; and as I've always maintained it is a reflection of my mind. I get a lot of sex, it used to be from many different guys that were a means to an end; it was meaningless, just an act of lust, hence it didn't get any ink on here. Besides, being such a slut can be viewed by some as kind of shameful. Nowadays it's all from the same guy - my boyfriend, it means something more, it has a face, a name and feelings. It just makes me very, very happy and sometimes I cannot contain those feelings; it makes me want to tell someone and makes me want to share the feelings. So occasionally I do. 

I know I have just contradicted myself here because, well..... I don't know which way I'll turn, truth be told. If I can't contain the feelings then they'll get the ink but I will try at the very least to practice some self control in the blogging aspect. I do not make any promises though, I'm just think aloud that's all, I don't know why because it doesn't worry me in the least; that and the fact that this post was meant to be about something else. So.......................

Today I tried my hand at playing cupid and what a disaster it turned out to be. I know someone that's way too nice to be where they are; I mean seriously hot. So hot I do not even begin to understand how they got there, my mind refuses to meld any kind of answer. Not that it's any of my business but it kind of freaks me out that they're not seeing as much action as they so rightly deserve, seriously. Such a waste, you know? I tried to remedy this situation by suggesting a potential answer to this conundrum, oh dear, what a terrible mistake! I was very much guilty of projecting myself into the conundrum, a means to an end kind of ideal. You see I thought a few beers could turn the answer kind of cute and then........ well if I was single then I would; which says nothing at all about the answer I had in mind nor the someone I was attempting to help. It says a great deal about me though, but I've covered that above already - add alcohol to make an instant flirtatious slut! 

Not that they even asked for my help or probably even need any help, I'm sure they're probably very happy with what they have; it was just my view on a set of unmentioned circumstance. Which as the set of circumstance were unmentioned may make you wonder where I got the idea from in the first instance? Fair question, I was just reading between the lines and trying to help someone out; and in doing so probably misread a whole lot. Anyway, even if they needed any help in this respect I'm certain they have way too much sense to ask me for advice. Like the answer to everything is to get laid. Cupid can be so wrong at times, oh stupid cupid.........