May 2012
theyre like:
and youre like:
me all day erryday
April 2012
i just want to hug his face with my legs
ugh
I’ve gotten to the point where I just want to clutch my heart and shriek in agony every time someone mentions Remus Lupinin love with Sirius. we saw how that turned out. in love with Tonks
and that ended nicely too
oh and not to mention the lycanthropy
This article just hit home for me because I was nodding along and remembering my childhood. After Titanic came out, I was eight or nine, I was kinda obsessed with sex. I imagined having sex with men but I didn’t really know what that meant. I remember me and my friend talked about wanting to have sex and her mother became super pissed. In return, my mother became super pissed. How was I supposed to know thinking about sex was bad? I never had sex until I was 19. I didn’t really understand sex when I was a eight. I figured it was just kissing naked. When fifth grade rolled around (I was 10) and we had sex ed, I was highly amused and interested in penises. I still didn’t really understand sex until I was in high school. Even then I was a bit fuzzy on the details. Kids are sexual. Kids masturbate. Kids think about sex. Pretending your kid cannot understand sex is ignorant at best and dangerous at worst. We should be open to our kids about sex and not pretend its some mythical thing they cannot understand until they are married.
May Day was wonderful but so, so emotional. I am exhausted.


