Saturday, 21 June 2008


Please tell me I'm not the only person in this world who isn't THAT bothered about it?

I feel so bloody alone at the moment it's untrue.
It's all anyone seems to talk about and I'm just not interested.
Of course I'm not gonna lie and say it's something I dislike or don't want - I'm a perfectly normal woman - I just have other things that make up my life too.
Right now I seem to have a bunch of friends who never shut up about it and I'm starting to feel so out of the point where I don't feel like I can talk to them anymore.
Just for once I'd like a discussion with someone about something other than men with giant junk/porn/whatever so-and-so got up to at the weekend and all that jib-jab. I DON'T CARE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I ended up getting fed up last night whilst out and going home because two of my friends wouldn't shut up and think of something else to talk about. They started watching porn to laugh at on the computer and all sorts, then took the mick when I didn't join in with watching or laughing. If i want smut then I have access to it in my own head, thanks.
What's wrong with those of us who prefer a lingering hug?

The stupid thing is that the only time I seem to be able to escape it is when I talk to the other half. I like being asked how my day was - just talking about other stuff - as opposed to being told about how someones dirty weekend was instead.

There seems to be no place in this world for those of us who have a low drive.

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