I’ve noticed that there’s a core assumption people in the West tend to carry around – maybe people all over the world – which goes something like this: “People are basically like me.”
Showing posts with label religion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label religion. Show all posts
August 10, 2014
April 27, 2014
I Love Porn – I May Have Mentioned That Before
In fact, I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned it a lot. I love porn so much that I maintain a blog about it – you’re reading it right now, so you must have a certain affection for porn as well – and so the fact that I love it has come up on numerous occasions. If you do a search for the phrase “I love porn” in the search box above you’ll get back 48 different posts where I’ve used that exact phrase (so far). I think I’ve also mentioned on a number of occasions that I’m rather fond of being a middle-aged white man – it’s nice to be part of the ruling class – but that’s neither here nor there.
November 19, 2012
My History With Porn: College
At some point in my teenaged years I got religion. I became a born-again Christian, and eventually decided that all of this pornography (let alone the masturbation) probably wasn’t a good idea. So, remarkably, I stopped. Looking back on this it still amazes me. Later in life I tried numerous times to quit and wasn’t able to do it, but apparently I was able to stop in my teenaged years, when my hormones would have been far more... hormonal.
Of course, one doesn’t just shut off masturbation like a valve; there has to be a release. But that’s where wet dreams come in. When the pressure built too high the release valve would open, and I’d wake up in the middle of the night to find myself covered in semen. I may have quit, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I sort of looked forward to these dreams.
Of course, one doesn’t just shut off masturbation like a valve; there has to be a release. But that’s where wet dreams come in. When the pressure built too high the release valve would open, and I’d wake up in the middle of the night to find myself covered in semen. I may have quit, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I sort of looked forward to these dreams.
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