Originally posted on October 9, 2007
“I am not attracted to girls!” I have been reiterating that statement time and time again that I think the impact of it has gone stale. Yes, I don’t have a boyfriend. And yes, I have never had any before in the whole of my almost twenty-seven years here on Earth. So what?! That doesn’t mean I am not attracted to the opposite sex nor does it mean that I am now entertaining the idea of going after “Eve” instead of “Adam”. I mean, come on! I don’t deny that I can appreciate beauty in women. I appreciate beauty in any form. I gush over sunsets and sunrises. I “oohh” and “aahh” over cute babies and even those not so cute ones. I get thrilled when I find a book with a particularly nice front cover. I almost hop, skip, and cartwheel (if I could) for joy when I’m about to see a movie with a cutie in it, even if the cutie will just put in a ridiculously brief cameo.
Seriously! That’s how I am when it comes to beautiful creatures or things, regardless of the gender.
So, NO, I don’t lust after women…well, not that I know of anyway. Oh, you doubt this very much? Well, let’s check, shall we?
I don’t fantasize about girls. I have never dreamed of kissing a girl. The thought never even crossed my mind, …well maybe at this moment it has because how can I write about something without thinking of them first. But no, I do not want to do it, and nor will I probably think about it ever again after I write this. FYI, the only female I have kissed is the ragdoll I have bought for myself months ago - she looked like such a cute baby that I could not help myself- , and my two cute nieces. I like kissing babies. Big deal!
Another thing, when I think of Pride and Prejudice, I admire Elizabeth for her wit but it is arrogant Mr. Darcy that I gush over.
See?! I am not about to get out of any closet for I have never been inside one.
Got it?!
Capisca?!…
GOOD!
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