What Has Sex Turned Into?

What Has Sex Turned Into?

Breaking News: it's not just sex!

Sex. You learn about it in middle school and it sounds disgusting. Then you get to high school and suddenly it's all the rage of relationships.

Why is it so popular amongst relationships? There's two reasons.

One: Physically, sex is very satisfying and it's meant to be. It's probably one of the most pleasurable things you can do with your body. It's even healthy for you--what a bonus!

Two: Sex is one of the most intimate things you can do with someone. As well as being physically close to someone, you can get very emotionally close to someone.

However, in this modern and very slutty society, sex has become a play thing for a lot people, both teenagers and adults alike. The emotional aspect of sex is so commonly disregarded to only enjoy the physicality of it that many teenagers grow up thinking they can have sex with anyone.

Many people that try to disregard the emotions that come with sex are sadly mistaken. Even if those emotions don't hit immediately during the act, they will hit the day after.

For those that have sex in depressions or to repress unwanted emotions: stop. You are killing yourself. You may feel nothing but numbness now but one day it will hit you and everyone has a point where it's too much to take. Don't reach that point.

For those that have sex to seem cool: you're not cool. Let's go more into depth.

Walking through the halls of a high school, you see the guys who think they look cool by playing around with girls. These guys are called a specific name but we won't mention that for now.

I suppose the reasoning behind this is that it's amazing to these guys that they can get actual girls to have sex with them. I agree completely. No wonder they try to show it off. Now let's take a look at their future, shall we?

I (don't) regret to say it but one day, your future wife will find out that you've been cheating on her with four other women, all of whom had no idea either. After an expensive divorce and being kicked out of your own house, you find that the other women have stolen your wallet and have made three car purchases and a house payment with your credit card before you can disable it. How sad.

Or, even more pathetically, you will never find anyone. Trying to fill the holes in your life by going to strip clubs every night after a job you hate, you reminisce on the days that you could get a girl without paying for her. It's a shame those days follow you for the rest of your life.

Back to the present, hearing how many girls you've had sex with disgusts everyone around you and one day it'll disgust you. How about you just stop while you're ahead and save yourself more embarrassment?

Sex isn't just a physical act. Trying to pretend there's "no strings" on it never actually means that turns out to be true.

It's your only body. Learn to respect it.

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A Letter To My Humans On Our Last Day Together

We never thought this day would come.

I didn't sleep much last night after I saw your tears. I would have gotten up to snuggle you, but I am just too weak. We both know my time with you is coming close to its end, and I just can't believe it how fast it has happened.

I remember the first time I saw you like it was yesterday.

You guys were squealing and jumping all around, because you were going home with a new dog. Dad, I can still feel your strong hands lifting me from the crate where the rest of my puppy brothers and sisters were snuggled around my warm, comforting puppy Momma. You held me up so that my chunky belly and floppy wrinkles squished my face together, and looked me right in the eyes, grinning, “She's the one."

I was so nervous on the way to my new home, I really didn't know what to expect.

But now, 12 years later as I sit in the sun on the front porch, trying to keep my wise, old eyes open, I am so grateful for you. We have been through it all together.

Twelve “First Days of School." Losing your first teeth. Watching Mom hang great tests on the refrigerator. Letting you guys use my fur as a tissue for your tears. Sneaking Halloween candy from your pillowcases.

Keeping quiet while Santa put your gifts under the tree each year. Never telling Mom and Dad when everyone started sneaking around. Being at the door to greet you no matter how long you were gone. Getting to be in senior pictures. Waking you up with big, sloppy kisses despite the sun not even being up.

Always going to the basement first, to make sure there wasn't anything scary. Catching your first fish. First dates. Every birthday. Prom pictures. Happily watching dad as he taught the boys how to throw every kind of ball. Chasing the sticks you threw, even though it got harder over the years.

Cuddling every time any of you weren't feeling well. Running in the sprinkler all summer long. Claiming the title “Shotgun Rider" when you guys finally learned how to drive. Watching you cry in mom and dads arms before your graduation. Feeling lost every time you went on vacation without me.

Witnessing the awkward years that you magically all overcame. Hearing my siblings learn to read. Comforting you when you lost grandma and grandpa. Listening to your phone conversations. Celebrating new jobs. Licking your scraped knees when you would fall.

Hearing your shower singing. Sidewalk chalk and bubbles in the sun. New pets. Family reunions. Sleepovers. Watching you wave goodbye to me as the jam-packed car sped up the driveway to drop you off at college. So many memories in what feels like so little time.

When the time comes today, we will all be crying. We won't want to say goodbye. My eyes might look glossy, but just know that I feel your love and I see you hugging each other. I love that, I love when we are all together.

I want you to remember the times we shared, every milestone that I got to be a part of.

I won't be waiting for you at the door anymore and my fur will slowly stop covering your clothes. It will be different, and the house will feel empty. But I will be there in spirit.

No matter how bad of a game you played, how terrible your work day was, how ugly your outfit is, how bad you smell, how much money you have, I could go on; I will always love you just the way you are. You cared for me and I cared for you. We are companions, partners in crime.

To you, I was simply a part of your life, but to me, you were my entire life.

Thank you for letting me grow up with you.

Love always,

Your family dog

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