So my arguably favourite website since I was sixteen, tumblr, has decided to ban all adult content from their platform. Not going to lie, I’m pretty upset. Mostly thinking too,
where am I going to get my porn fix now?
Redtube like a savage?
I think not!
I always loved the layout of tumblr, and the smattering of sexual innuendo smattered throughout the site. It was like an adventure scrolling through all the posts not knowing when you might get a full dick in your face, after scrolling through dozens of dank memes. Those were the good ol’ days. At any rate, I’m very frustrated and feel rather powerless to stop the nipple banning scallywags.
This just leads me to censorship. Who is anyone to decide what you can, and cannot see? I feel like as the future pushes forward, we are almost going backward. There are so many parameters in the media, internet, schools that we have to adhere to, or we get labeled as some negative sinner of sorts. Now obviously almost anything is accessible on the internet if you know where to look. Thank god for that! It’s so stupid though how society has deemed woman’s nipples unfit for heaven forbid, Instagram users to see. It’s only 99%ish of the population that have nipples! Of course people will be gross and creepy if they started being the norm, however, people are ALWAYS gross and creepy if you find the right scum. Not too mention in so many cultures around the world, they’ve been having topless woman wandering around for centuries with not a second thought.
Maybe, instead of being a boob, you can free the boob.
S e x i s a r t.
I for one, believe the world could use a little more art always. As much as it can get.
How do you know when someone is the one? Is it as simple as thinking about them all the time? No, I feel like you get that gut instinct, that just knows, however, I think mine is broken now. Is it because I’ve been hurt in the past so often, that I’m now so guarded to let love just burst in? Have I already had my one and only shot? Could it be that I just have yet to meet my next great love? These are the questions that bombard my mind daily, when I’m just trying to live my best life, dammit!
I’ve made myself the promise that I refuse to make it official and date anyone that I’m not insanely excited about, and falling in, or already in love with! I don’t think anyone should settle. In my quest to uphold this mantra to myself though, I feel as though I may have not given a few guys a fair enough of a chance. I let some good guys go, for some now somewhat perhaps trivial reasons. It’s hard to have those ‘what ifs’ and stew on the fact they could have been a beautiful relationship had I worked at it a little harder. Maybe its this idea that you simply, fall in love. It shouldn’t be difficult, it shouldn’t be stressful, it shouldn’t be scary. It should just simply be. It just happens as quickly as falling asleep. One day you just realize you love the person, and nothing insanely dramatic and cathartic happens when you make this realization typically. It can be the moment they remembered you like white vinegar on your potatoes, with wayyyy too much salt & ensure to ask the waitress to bring it for you. It is always the small acts that prove the biggest love. Sadly, I’ve yet to have that, with a great impact. I’ve had little glimpses of it coming up on my third year of being single. I’m just here, not so patiently waiting for it to happen. My main thought today though is to not give up. To keep up the hope that great love will come my way & all this noise in the background is just experience to laugh about later and make my dumbass realize that once I find the one, I’ll be sure to know it!
xx Later days