him or me. me or him.
i feel sick. there are some things you never do again. and there are some things you never do again.
why is it that women blame themselves when someone forces them to have sex with them. how is it that a woman can feel unsure of whether or not she has been raped. shouldn't we know. shouldn't it be cut and dry. you either wanted it, or you didn't.
what is this grey area that keeps so many people's mouths shut. when all you need is one tiny mote of doubt to distort your feelings on sex forever.
why is it that we feel like we never learn. why do we question our actions, our words, the clothes we wear, the looks we throw. shouldn't it be cut and dry. you either wanted it, or you didn't. you either said no, or you didn't.
but in reality, NO. no doesn't always mean no. yes doesn't always mean yes. so who's confused now. him or me. me or him. if you give him enough time to put on a condom, if you let him hold you when it's all over who the fuck is the confused one. who the fuck is the guilty one. him or me. me or him.
i feel fucking sick now. there are some people you never see again. and there are some people you never see again. shouldn't we know better. shouldn't it be cut and dry. you either wanted it, or you didn't.
why is it that women blame themselves when someone forces them to have sex with them. how is it that a woman can feel unsure of whether or not she has been raped. shouldn't we know. shouldn't it be cut and dry. you either wanted it, or you didn't.
what is this grey area that keeps so many people's mouths shut. when all you need is one tiny mote of doubt to distort your feelings on sex forever.
why is it that we feel like we never learn. why do we question our actions, our words, the clothes we wear, the looks we throw. shouldn't it be cut and dry. you either wanted it, or you didn't. you either said no, or you didn't.
but in reality, NO. no doesn't always mean no. yes doesn't always mean yes. so who's confused now. him or me. me or him. if you give him enough time to put on a condom, if you let him hold you when it's all over who the fuck is the confused one. who the fuck is the guilty one. him or me. me or him.
i feel fucking sick now. there are some people you never see again. and there are some people you never see again. shouldn't we know better. shouldn't it be cut and dry. you either wanted it, or you didn't.
posted by seven at 9:56 PM
2 Comments:
love the way you write. You seem as confused about things as I do, although they are different things. I have decided that sex itself is always confusing as are relationships, there is no way to understand them and no way to ever do the right thing.
thank you!
i think that sometimes we understand more than we'd like to admit.
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