How the FUCK do people wear high heels all the time?!?!! No matter what heels I wear, I walk for 5 fucking minutes and feel like DYING. My feet HURT!!!!! What the fuck. It’s just not fair, especially because I’m so short

Human beings are sexual creatures. Most of us participate in sex for more than just reproductive purposes..we do it because it’s pleasurable. Having sex can reduce stress. Indeed, it’s been said that people who masturbate on a regular basis are generally less stressed and happier individuals. I’m sure the same goes for those who regularly have sex.

Human beings are primates. Our closest living relatives are the chimps, who share 98% of our DNA. We have striking similarities between the species, including but not limited to social structures, behaviors, and physical features. Obviously, we don’t look like other primates, however, all of us have 5 fingers on each hand and most primates have fingernails instead of claws. There are some exceptions to that for a few species of primates. All other primates are quadrupeds, meaning they walk on all fours. Some can walk on their two legs for a short amount of time, however.

Social structures of many species of primates are quite complex, more complex than any other creature on earth except for humans. Males are generally dominant and in many species they are bigger than females. They have complicated hierarchies of dominance. One very important aspect of social structures in many primate cultures is that of grooming. When one grooms another, it’s a time of bonding, forming friendships. When a baby is born, it’s very defenseless, like that of a human child, and needs to be cared for by the mother for a much longer period of time than other creatures. It needs to be cared for for an average of 3-5 years, depending on the species. While a child is still young, in many primate cultures other mothers and fathers will look out for the child as well, protecting it from any dangers.

You may ask yourself what these things have to do with sexuality, and the title of this post, They’re GAY!!!

As was said, humans are creatures that have sex not only to reproduce, but also for pleasure. Same with the primate species bonobos. They are the only other primate that has sex for reasons other than reproducing. Also, they are the only other primates that will have sex face to face. Bonobos are sexually stimulated much of the time and will freely participate in sex….with opposite sex partners AND same sex partners. Females will rub genitals with each other or touch each other’s genitals. Males will mount other males. They do this for pleasure, and not just for the reason of reproduction. Homosexuality DOES exist in nature, and not just the gay penguins. There are some who think it’s unnatural for people to have sex with same sex partners, and that sex was originally designed for the sole purpose of reproduction to keep the species alive. If that were the case, sex wouldn’t have been made to be pleasurable. Sure, same sex couples can’t reproduce, but the world is way overpopulated anyway.

People might be repulsed that I’m comparing our sex lives with those of animals. But I think that most people tend to forget that humans ARE animals. We ARE a species of primate. The ONLY thing that separates us from the rest is the size of our brains relative to our body size. Our brains allow us cognitive thought, the ability to “think outside the box.” It’s taken us A LONG TIME to get to where we are in many contexts, including morality and technology. We’ve been around for millions of years, allowing us to develop what we have and what we are today. Indeed, primates have shown that they have the capacity in their brains to learn (next to us, primates are the only other species on the planet to have large brains compared to body size). They can learn sign language and they show signs of cognitive thought.

For those who want to argue about our similarities and evolution of and to primates, this isn’t exactly about that. The answers may be in the DNA, which scientists are still researching. They’ve mapped out the human genome, but they still don’t know what genes are what. It’s like having a map with no roads. Scientists keep getting closer to the answers, but they aren’t there yet.

Anyway, just another argument for homosexuality.

Also, if you didn’t know, “They’re GAY!!!” is a line from The Birdcage

So, I’m house sitting for my mother and the fam while they are in Florida this week. I have to take care of the two cats and my sister’s new puppy. I knew that I was allergic to cats, but only if I pet them, then touch my eye and get dander in my eye. Then my eye itches and itches and the more I rub it the more it itches and it gets all red, and finally starts to feel better once I’ve rubbed all my makeup off and rinsed my eyes with lots of cold water.

I have never had an allergic reaction to dogs, until now. I don’t know what it is, but I’m pretty sure my sister’s puppy was taken from its mother way too soon. He has severe separation anxiety and almost always has to be on you. He jumps up and licks your face. Also, I have to pretty much force him to eat and drink. I have to shake the little food dish and place it under his nose, or else he won’t eat. The same thing with drinking.

Anyway, since he’s constantly jumping up to my face (obviously, while I am sitting down…), I’ve developed a case of hives on my chin, under my chin, and on the lower parts of my cheek. The parts of my face are currently burning, and I know the skin is red without even looking. Under my chin itches. Then, since I was only wearing a cami the first couple of days before I realized I was allergic, when he was jumping up to my face his claws were scratching my upper chest. So then my upper chest was itching.

I don’t know what to do, and I feel bad leaving him in his little kennel most of the time (well, he also scares the cats). But I just can’t handle him, because he’s so rambunctious in his constant need of attention. And, he’s just so cute. Does anyone know of any over-the-counter allergy meds that can help with this new found allergy of mine to dogs? Preferably one that’s non-drowsy???

She let the exquisite fabric run delicately thru her fingers, closing her eyes. She thought of the time she wore the dress, the night that was the best of her life. Scenes replayed in her mind, like silent films. She saw the love in his eyes that night. She saw the laughter in her face. The joy and surprise that filled the cracks when he got down on one knee, and presented the little black box. The diamonds, encased in velvet, lined with silk. How complete she felt when she said yes, and he slipped the ring on her finger.

She opened her eyes now, dull with longing and hopelessness. She let the tears run down. She didn’t even feel like wiping them away. The pain in her chest too much to bear. She donned the black dress, the swish of the material stopped just past her knees. She walked out of the closet, now half empty. She couldn’t bear looking at his side. She remembered watching the love dissolve from his eyes, from his touch. Feeling powerless to stop it. She was watching a train coming at her, and she had been unable to move.

Her heart wrenched, pain filled her body. She could barely breathe. The bath was already full. Her heels clacked on the tiles. She didn’t see the trail of blood that started at the mirror and left the room. She sank into the hot water. The piece of glass was firmly clutched in her hand, cutting into her skin, staining the water crimson. She welcomed that pain. Gripping the glass, she sliced into her forearm. From the inside of her elbow to her wrist. Shaking, she cut her other arm. It didn’t take long for the blood to flow out of her, spilling onto the floor and into the water. She took her last breath, lips blue.

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Not my best work, I know…

Locked inside my own mind, trying to find ways to pass the time.

I can barely see through my watery vision. On Monday night during my psych class, Nick wrote me a letter. He wanted me to read it, but I didn’t want to. Because I knew that before he left that night, I was going to break up with him. After I said what I needed to say to him, waiting for his bus, he asked me if I wanted to read it. I said no again. I’m glad I didn’t say yes. I would have broken down in the car, as I did just now. He sent it to me in a Facebook message, and all day yesterday I didn’t read it.

I just read it, and now I feel so alone. It was the sweetest letter anyone has ever written to me. I feel a deep sense of despair. I know I have my xanga friends and other friends, but it’s just not the same. I miss him so much. I miss the way we used to talk for hours. I just don’t understand why it was so different for us in person. I miss the way it used to be, and I can’t stop crying.

And I’m sorry that I haven’t commented on any of your posts, I just can’t right now.

I broke up with my boyfriend last night. I’ve been thinking about it for a while, but now that I have, I wonder if it’s the right thing. I just feel really depressed right now.

I care about him a lot. He’s so sweet. But I just felt like we are completely different people. I felt like he didn’t understand my personality. I just felt like it wasn’t working.

But I have a heavy heart, being responsible for completely breaking someone’s heart. I feel like a terrible person.

I’m not doing my homework today. I don’t feel like doing anything.

I would really like a bottle of wine.

I feel really shitty today. I haven’t taken a shower and I’m still in my pajamas. I’m just watching LA Ink all day. Sounds like a plan to me.

Thinking of trying this cleanse. I don’t know.

Right about now I’m tempted to cut into my skin to keep it from ripping apart. I just want to. I want the blood to make everything okay. I can feel it in my bones, taste the desire on my tongue.

All winter long, the weather has been abnormal. There’s been hardly any snow at all. Whenever it snows, it gets warm and melts. And we haven’t even had any winter storms at all. Well, not in central Minnesota, at least. Tomorrow, we are supposed to get 1-2″. That will melt in no time, haha. The winter activities industries must be suffering. I don’t think it’s been safe to ice fish on most lakes. Not to mention snowmobiles.

Anyway, this is what it looks like:

Ugly!! Plus, I’m sure the fire hazards are going to be pretty bad once it gets warmer. There’s been hardly any moisture. Anyway, Friday we went to the zoo, and I took tons of pictures. I’ll have to post them in stages, lol. I’ll start with the pretty flowers When we first went into the different plant areas, the humidity made my camera lens fog until it got used to the air. I hoped it wouldn’t effect my photos, but it did. However, I like the effect

jokes are kind of awkward when you know the person’s mom. Jussayin.