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It wasn’t quite that bad…but almost. I don’t know the last time I bought condoms. Seriously, can’t remember. But, I’m a safety girl and sex would be good, so off to buy condoms I go…and gum. Why? I did need gum and, for whatever reason, only buying condoms and nothing else seemed more uncomfortable.
First, the condoms – there are A LOT of choices…geesh. So there I stand, staring with a package of gum in my hand and the CVS guy walking by me saying hello. I pick some…I walk to the line for the checkout and notice there’s self checkout!
PERFECT! I can check myself out…first the condoms, then the gum. Now they are both sitting on the bag shelf, but not in a bag because I don’t want to pay 5 cents, I have my own bag…as any good shopper should. Then I remember, I have a $2 coupon! Now, normally one would not worry about the coupon in a potentially uncomfortable situation…but these CVS coupons are killer. You always forget you have them and this one didn’t even have a minimum purchase! So, I scan it…and it doesn’t work. I try again. It doesn’t work. So, I say to the guy behind the cashier, who is helping a customer, “Does this thing take coupons?” It does. I try again, it doesn’t work. So, I figure forget it and I finish paying, complete with getting cash back, and putting my items in my bag.
And, then, the CVS cashier is nice. It can’t be. A nice cashier…now?! Of all times? And, he says, “Did the coupon work?” And, I say “no.” Mistake. The next thing I know, I’m putting my bag on the counter, condoms under the gum, handing the cashier my credit card, my cvs card, my coupon, and my receipt. After calling a manager over twice – no, really, twice – he returns the original order and repurchases it. To his credit, he looked surprised when he lifted up the gum and found the condoms.
I did get my $2…so, that’s something. Next time. Self check out. No coupons. And, God help me, I better open that box up soon.
I am not a fan of the politically correct, do-gooder, outcrying, NIMBY type of parents who tend to think the government, telly, schools, big corporations and other institutions should raise their kids for them. However, this is not a post about them. This is a post about the group of
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S is for sex: “Love it, love it, love it—can’t live without it!” Saldana exults. “I love sex. I love skin. I don’t believe the body is something to hide. I think in American society we’re messing up our kids by taking away the education on and awareness of our sexuality and replacing it with violence, guns and video games—and we’re breeding little criminals.”
B is for boyfriend: When it comes to intimate relationships, Saldana, who currently lives with her longtime boyfriend, Keith Britton, likes to be knocked off her feet. “I’m more of a punch-drunk-love kind of girl,” she admits. “I mean punch as in that pow, that jolt, that kick in the gut. I like things that are severe, passionate and extreme.”
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Bind her up,
Tie her down.
Take away her freedom.
Take away her choice.
Rip away her shield,
Leave her unprotected.
Ignore her cries for help
Ignore her pleas to stop.
Break her heart,
Break her trust.
She’ll never look at you the same now.
She’ll never love you like she could of,
You’ve broken something special
That can never be repaired.
Strip away her feelings
And indulge her in your want.
“shhhh” you coo as you muffle her cries
wiping away the tears
you taste them on your tongue.
This doesn’t stop the feelings from build own below.
She struggles
She cries
She begs you to stop.
The tears flow freely,
Bringing a smile into your eyes.
You are in control,
She is under you command
She is yours.
This is what you do to you property.
You act upon your want,
You act upon your desire.
You scar her for life
As you take what is yours.
Her smile
Her laugh,
The love in her eyes,
Her innocence,
Is yours.
You will never see her smile again,
Hear true laughs escape her lips,
Or see the love shining in her eyes
As she says she loves you.
You have spoilt her wedding day,
With a blush upon her face,
She may never get married now,
Or trust another male.
This all because of you,
And your actions here tonight.
The gleam of love was once in your eyes,
Has disappeared.
All that’s left is lust and want,
And anger in your eyes.
“please” she begs, her voice breaking,
tears running from her eyes.
“no” she whispers wanting to be free.
“shhhhhh” you coo again, as you look within her eyes.
She is scared,
She is broken,
She is yours.
With a final smirk you whisper to her
“this will only hurt for a moment”
You rip her to shreds,
You take away her pride and joy,
You steal her innocents.
You hear her scream but do not stop
This is your pleasure now.
You feel the blood upon you now
As you bleed her dry,
But take it as another sign.
That her screams are not of pain
Or of a broken heart.
Her screams encourage you,
Faster,
Hard,
Deeper,
Longer,
More.
You only see the pleasure,
You cannot see the pain you inflict,
Upon the girl you love.
Your indulge in all your wants,
And become one of instinct.
Again and again,
You scar her,
As you enter this deed again,
Taking all the pleasure you can,
And leaving her screaming on the bed.
Minutes crawl by for her,
Seeming like hours and days,
But for you it’s not long enough,
Only seconds for this it seems.
Sooner then you thought it would,
You finish with a smile.
Panting hard and breathing fast,
You lay down next to her.
Wrap your arms around her waist
and pull her closer still.
You can feel her body shake,
As she sobs from joy.
Is it joy that she is sobbing from,
Or the fact you stole her joy?
Still you hold her close,
And start to fall asleep.
She is trapped within your arms
As you whisper your goodnight.
“shhhhh my love” you mutter, as you fall asleep,
“I’ve finally shown you how I love you”
and with that the world escapes.
That night you’ll dream of your actions,
And of your darkest deeds.
But her pain with be replaces with pleasure,
And her screams replaced with moans.
And when she told you she hates you,
Will be replaced with
“I love you”
when you awaken the next day,
and find her still besides you,
you’ll do it all again to her,
in a hopes she’ll one day love it.
the poor young woman, lying in your arms.
She dead inside you know?
No one else will see it,
No one else will know.
But you won’t see it either,
As you take her once again.
You will only see your joy
As it finally comes to the end.
One day you’ll arrive
And try to find her face
But she’ll have disappeared
Never to appear again.
She has become strong enough
And tricked you to believe
That she loves you,
That you can trust her,
But now she’s run away.
So now you’re all alone
Because of your mistake
You’ve lost the one you love.
Will you try and get her back,
And make her run some more.
Will you move on and try to scar another?
Do you know in years to come you’ll see her on the street.
She will be laughing and smiling
And being with her friends.
Her eyes will shine with a light,
That you once took away.
She laugh will ring like true tone bells
Not the broken ones you made.
She will be close to friends,
And truly having fun.
Something you haven’t seen
For before you stole it away.
Those scars will still be there,
Hidden deep inside
But she will no longer be afraid,
That she will not be loved.
She will finally be free
From what you did to her.
How will this make you feel?
Will you be happy, that you have seen her once again
Will you be angry, that she ran away back then.
Will you be filled, with the desire you once had,
Or will you simply walk away, and forget about what you did see?
But when you lay asleep at night,
Her face will haunt your mind.
No longer will your dreams be filled,
With her eyes crying as she screams.
Tonight you’ll see the smiling girl,
That you once did love.
Tonight within your dreams,
You still see her laugh,
And smile up at you,
But now you know,
That was very true.
You have seen her smile,
That was true to the heart,
Do you know now,
That you broke it apart?
Will you leave her be,
And let her grow,
And one day she be,
And have someone to show.
All the scars,
She hide away,
All the lies,
She told you that day.
She will tell,
Her love that’s true,
And from then on,
Forget about you.
Shhhhhh
Its over,
Shhhhh!
God, apparently as a prank, devised two sexes and called them “opposite.”
The sex war has raged since for 5,000 years. But it’s time we called a truce… starting with men negotiating their terms of surrender.
Why do men like intelligent women? Because opposites attract. Just look at the evidence. What excites men? Food, footy and the Playboy channel. The trouble is, women get all excited about nothing… and then we marry him.
Over half of all marriages today end in divorce, (and let’s face it, more ought to!) and the majority of these divorces are initiated by women.
(Obviously many marriages break up for religious reasons – he thinks he’s a God and well, she just doesn’t.) Marriage statistics are currently lower than Britney Spears’s bikini line.
And as we now know that marriage suits men much better than it suits women, (married men live longer than single men, have less heart disease and mental problems, whereas single women live longer than married women and have less heart disease and mental problems), I suspect that it’s women who are getting PMT. – Pre Monogamy Tension.
