Monday, September 26, 2011

No Strings Attached: FWBs

What does it really mean to have NO strings attached? Is it even literally possible?..... depends on who you ask.

My thoughts?

It is impossible to have NO strings attached. However... it is possible to choose which strings are permissible. But even so, this does not rule out the possibility that other strings may exist... it simply just forbids those extraneous strings from being relevant.

Think about it.

To be FRIENDS with someone, SOME type of string must exist for that relationship to be established and for it to continue to flourish. This is an example of an extraneous "string"... it exists.. it's even necessary... but for this purpose, it's not relevant.

Now.

What does it really mean to be Friends W/ BENEFITS with someone?... hmm lol

I think the main factor that is often omitted is the actual existence of a legitimate friendship. Without this... seriously, the FWB ideal is screwed from jump. The friendship aspect is so necessary because without it, the pair of you may as well be fuck buddies.

&& yes. there is a difference.
But we will discuss that at a later time.

Soooo ok... let's say this legitimate friendship does exist... then what?
What happens after sex? Things get weird.

Weird? I define it as the transformation from nothing to something. In essence, NOW everything means something. Everything.

F'xample: You are "friends" with a dude & the pair of you typically chat every other day. Say the pair of you experience an intense make out session, leveling somewhere between second & third base. Awesome. Well...then say after this mini-episode, you don't hear from your "friend" for an entire week. If this physical encounter never took place, typically, most would think nothing of this. However, since something has materialized, you can't help but to attribute the "change" to those physical doings. What happens now? SOMEONE confuses their "strings"... you know, the extraneous ones that exist, may even be necessary, but aren't relevant? Yeah...those.... &&& now.... your "Friendship" hardly "exists". Tough life.

Now... lol.... what is my purpose in stating all of this? Well... I don't think that sex without ["irrelevant"] strings is possible. I think it is impossible for a person to fully keep their extraneous strings at bay... some may be better than others at repressing their irrelevant strings... but you know what this does? Fosters resentment.

So what happens now? is FWBs just not possible? Is the mantra 'No Strings Attached' strictly a gimmick? I don't think so. I just think that you must be able to be honest with yourself and your other in the process, and honestly, prepare to get your feelings hurt. Because at some point, that will be the end result. However... if you are game for these challenges and feel that the benefits outweigh the costs (because in some cases, they really do), then go for it.

Just don't think that it's ever possible to have NO "strings" attached..

Monday, August 8, 2011

Missing You [An Interlude]

Mentally... I find myself stifled.
Conundrum.
Unsure of the medleys of thoughts that play repititively in my head....
I MISS you.
Like everyday.
But what does that matter...if you don't feel the same?
Confusion... Delusion lingers...
Lucid
Memories...
Sun Kissed Skin... brown hues complimenting high cheekbones...
Light, feathery cheek stroking... tips of my fingers dancing lightly on your skin....
within
I absorb you...
within.
Your beauty. Bold. Embedded in your physique.
I can't get enough... your lips, your eyes, hell your thighs...
they plague me... even in my sleep.
I don't know what to do...
Day in...day out... my psyche automatically showcases instant replays of you
& me
together
Sexin..
Laughin.
Passionate connection.
This can't be happening.....

.....................................
.The strongest part of me nurses our connection. You live in my memory.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Just One of those Days...

Somedays…. I wonder…

What is to become of me? I feel like I’m doing everything right… doing everything to the best of my ability… but …

Somedays… I wonder…

Often enough, things don’t feel …. right. They feel forced, uncertain…. the progress that had once seemed so assured… now… lingers … lucidly…

I’m blessed.

But….

Somedays… I wonder…

~A product of Human Nature~

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Enchantment Passing Through

I have always prided myself the most on my ability to remain constant in my personality and strong intellectually despite adversity.
My ability to withstand pressure to change who I am for the sake of making others feel more comfortable with their own inadequacies.
Sadly...we all have a breaking point.
I found mine.
Traumatized.
This outspoken warrior became a shy, closed-mouth woman
afraid to ruffle feathers or start a revolution
inhibited. reserved. concerned. censored.
Identity unknown.

[2 B Con't]